Percinefdf Lyrics

I don't really care

Whoever's gonna stare

As plain as can be

Oh I will never see

The back of my head

It's a different kind of mess

It's hard to perceive a different kind of me

Dial ban if you can

Auto cam fits your hand

Pile scam for each band

Is it autumn tomorrow

Dial ban if you can

Auto cam fits your hand

Pile scam for each band

Is it autumn tomorrow

Pieces of my face remind me of me

In the mirror I'm disguised

But outside I see through trees

At the corner of your dome

All the way to Bathurst street

To the bottom of your soul do I peer in my dreams

Dial ban if you can

Auto cam fits your hand

Pile scam for each band

Is it autumn tomorrow

Dial ban if you can

Auto cam fits your hand

Pile scam for each band

Is it autumn tomorrow

I don't care if you stare

It doesn't make me bleed

Out of sight I'm aware

Of the person that you see

In the side of my eyes I make up figurines

It's too cloudy in my eyes for transparency