I don't remember anybody's face Not even my own, 'cause They're swirled underneath my new collection of addictions Like when the little big girl had to drink just to tell the little boy About what the big little girl and the little man did When he was young And now the little man lets the big girl stomp the little boy Keeping him little Keeping him lobotomized And the stupid little boy wants to be the big man for his little girl But he's seen when a boy and a girl get big together And so he wants to stay little Not needs, wants But he succumbs to his addictions Just like the big little girl, the little man, and the little big girl He wants to stop it all and watch himself corrode But some selfish god gives him The fate of luck, so nothing ever changes So why fucking try?