Testo On my chest - Froth

On my chest

Your hair, your lips, your legs
What’s this thing on my chest?
You always look at me
I’m mediocrity
Do all the things I do
Draw me away from you?
You quote books I don’t read (Oh)
I’m too slow for you’re too smart for me
I guess that I try too
With the thoughts I withdrew
You quote books I don’t read (Oh)
I’m too slow for you’re too smart for me
Even when I’m alone
You watch me constantly
I look into the mirror
So I see what you see
You’ll never feel the way
About me as I do about you
I never feel the same
Nothing that I say is ever true