My Tulpa Lyrics - Real Life - Magazine

I suspect you ain't so sweet 

As the lust I'm concealing 

My skin wants to crawl back home to ma 

I've lost my way in my feelings 

You always collect your fists 

When my shadow falls upon your hands 

You're just giving a body heat away 

But they say you're a nice enough young man 

I want to see you 

Don't you want to see me? 

I'm full of questions 

To call a mystery 

I want to see you 

Don't you want to see me? 

I'm full of questions 

To call a mystery 

You can touch yourself any time 

You can touch yourself any time 

You can touch yourself any time 

(Ain't I so wretched) 

You can touch yourself any time 

(And you are so [Incomprehensible]) 

You can touch yourself any time 

(Stop smiling at me) 

You can touch yourself any time 

(Treat me unpleasantly) 

You got the whole world in your wardrobe 

Your furniture's made to injure me 

My skin will crawl back home to ma 

When our souls mingle uneasily 

I want to see you 

Don't you want to see me? 

I'm full of questions 

To call a mystery 

I want to see you 

Don't you want to see me? 

I'm full of questions 

To call a mystery