Nobody is strong enough to not be influenced.
I keep living this day like the next will never come.
It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
My scars were reflecting the mist in your headlights I looked like a neon zebra, shaking rain off her stripes
I'm here because of what I write. Obviously, I must know something
I'm not turned on, so put away that meat you're selling.