What have you become?
I can't say so
Yet run full-on to
Run towards nothing

No, yes, yeah, no, yes, no, what? No

Normal love
Normal love
Normal love
Normal love

Sprinkle goofer dust
Spill Chum-Churum
Secrets of the Psalms
Might uncross anything

No, yes, yeah, no, yes, no, what? No

Normal love
Normal love
Normal love
Normal love

I want to pretend
But I cannot pretend
Want me to speak nor to blink
You don't want to feel attractive nor feel pride
I think in the end, I don't need to feel pride

Normal love
Normal love
Normal love

Normal love
Normal love
Normal love

Normal love
Normal love
Normal love

I think I have shown
I don't need it to be fair
I think I have shown you
I don't need you to be kind
Just let me pretend
I have something to lose
Something