Fit

Gotta look fit, gotta look sharp
Gotta get up and get dressed in the dark
We're looking healthy, gone into relapse
We kept together, it's some kind of synapse
I hope I don't make another mistake
Some other pony with a face like a strip steak
I hope it shook your hands with fistfuls of glass
I'm feeling lonely though, I'm glad that you asked

I was affected when you cut off your hair
You're sentimental in the way you don't care
I only wanted to be different anyway, whatever, oh well

I really don't try, I couldn't decide
Between the hydrocodone and hydrochlorothiazide
One kind of pressure is the same as the next
Is this eviction or the opposite sex
I'm not losing, unless you're losing
In which case I'm losing
The last traces of a decade
Pictures of me grounded, surrounded in babes

I was affected
I was affected
I was affected

Gotta be fit, gotta be slick
I'm gonna poke through your heart with a stick
So I'd surround yourself with capable friends
Surround yourself with mostly capable men
One generation must be the last
No one to leave you dead in the grass
And there was darkness on the face of the deep
Yeah, maybe lovely, yeah, and maybe oblique
Yeah, there was darkness but I still couldn't sleep

I was affected when you cut off your hair
You're sentimental in the way you don't care
I only wanted to be different anyway, whatever, oh well