I glance up at her, "Why couldn't you have just said that? I'm not... I can't connect the dots like most people do. I've been away from humanity too long to be able to do that anymore."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I went to confront noisy neighbours, only to find the windows dark, stuck with two notes. The ghost, too, had "gone fishing". Something still whistled. — Liminality