He tried the best at understanding sex in his own mind
Not learning much this understand sucks in his own eyes
Yeah he's the biggest living creep
Yeah so bad it makes him weep
What's hte point supposed to be?
You all think hte less of me
So dream of something better
Choose your glitter
Choose your glitter
He's past the stage of understanding rage in his own mind
Yeah he's been inside the cage
Yeah beside the snake
What's the point suppose to be?
This will be the death of me
Dream of something better
Choose your glitter
Choose your glitter
Choose your glitter
The mirrored moon that his been swinging from
Reflects the gay heart that he has become
He cannot stand the loss of love, love, love
Where's it all supposed to get you?
Get criticized for something better
Choose you glitter
Choose your glitter
Choose your glitter
Writer(s): Brian Futter, Robert Dickinson
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