[00:00.771]Self-doubt,
[00:09.809]Self-doubt,
[00:15.660]It's what I do.
[00:20.362]This music, this sound,
[00:26.632]This voice and these words.
[00:37.473]All that carry "me",
[00:44.865]It's not writing nor music, ****,
[00:53.825]It's certainly not "art."
[01:03.046]When the boundaries seem unclear we don't have a language.
[01:18.824]That day you fainted, your eyes looked right through me,
[01:35.935]From nowhere in particular,
[01:40.062]From nowhere in particular,
[01:43.353]Dislocated,
[01:46.122]Light,
[01:47.899]Monotonous.
[01:52.862]And when I touched you I turned you into a girl,
[02:05.662]Only for a moment,
[02:10.024]Soon you'll come back to me,
[02:18.645]But when I touched you I could turn you into a girl,
[02:32.202]And I could love you wildly, girly, wildly, girly, boundlessly, wildly.