I care about what you think of me, lover
Because you’re more valuable than anything I’ve ever possessed
And I don’t possess you.
Like water running through my fingers,
Soon you’ll see I’m not the hero I am in my dreams
I care about what you think of me, friend
Because it’s not often I have someone I want to tell all this
And I haven’t found a way to tell you
Like a lump is in my throat
You might hear how I’m more broken than I seem
I care about what you think of me, acquaintance
Because every perception of me can act as a drug or knife
And I can’t control you.
Like a blood hound,
You might sniff out how I am not as nice as I seem
I care about what you think of me, stranger
Because I was taught that every judgment carries weight
And I’m weighed down
Like sack of rocks strung over my shoulder
You each hold out another for me to collect
credits
from Palette,
released October 15, 2019
Written and produced by Nick Utter
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