How can you tell. You're under a spell. You're compromised. You're miles away. Slow. How can you know. When you're aiming low. There's nothing in your heart. Don't feel it in your soul. No standing O O O. Maybe you've noticed I'm ashamed. Of anything that I've done. Maybe you've noticed that I'm not the same. As almost anyone. Why can't you see. You look funny to me. You trip and fall. I catch it all. O. How can you know. When you're aiming low. You're curling up. You're crawling now. No standing O O O. Maybe you're saying no this time. Dance right around my bones. It's o.k. I'll be fine. I won't follow you home. Instead I turn my mood on a dime. I'm finally off my back. I come from a long long line. I mope and I cry and attack. OW OW. How can you tell. You're under my spell. Compromised. Miles away. No standing O O O. Maybe you've noticed I'm not afraid. Of everything that I've done. Maybe you've noticed I'm not the same. As almost anyone. Instead turn my mood on a dime. I'm finally off of my back. I come from a long long line. I mope and I cry and attack. How can you tell. How can you tell