Tell me your weakness

Oh, I keep it a secret

Oh come on, just one vice

Ok, it's vodka on ice

But then there's women on bikes, or just the women who straddle

Oh, now you are a handful

I forgot about handfuls

Tell me your fears

Okay, it's everyone here

You mean just all of the people

Yeah, and all of their peers

And all of their pets, and their chandeliers

And their cigarettes, I haven't smoked in years

I can hardly stand the sight of it all

I can hardly stand the sound of it all

I can hardly stand the taste of it all

I can hardly stand the smell of it all

Talk about space

Well it's a beautiful place

But it's so damn cold

Just for the human race, but for the planets and the stars

And everything else and Mars

It's like paradise, spread out with a butter knife

(2x)

I can hardly stand the sight of it all

I can hardly stand the sound of it all

I can hardly stand the taste of it all

I can hardly stand the smell of it all

Everyone's fucked and they don't even know

Raquel Sant'ana