'Imagine me like this...'

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If you will never know my name

If you will never know my face

Then imagine me like this

With my eyes full of glitter and my mouth full of shit

Alright, alright

Then imagine me like this

Imagine me like this

 

Dysfunctional introduction

Don’t get me started

Make no assumptions I’m at an unknown kind of junction

And in spite of instructions

We go with hunches with our judgement

Of the millions of thousands of hundred others that we come across

In this little world full of first world problems

When were you last mindful of hurting others?

What did you think when you first heard of me?

Does the personality fit the curtains?

I’m not personally bothered

As long as i’m no worse than the others

Perfectionism is a persistent motherfucker

First impressions lie

If you know what I’m like

You don’t have to question why

You don’t have to roll your eyes

If this the song then imagine what the session’s like

Essentials on a pedestal and you can set the rest on fire

Deconseptualise, destigmatise

Good to meet you, good luck, if you need Advice

 

Nice to meet you

Advise you not to meet me

I should treat you like you treat me

 

Dysfunctional introduction

Just can’t be trusted

Make your assumptions, life is somewhat a silent auction

And in spite of disruptions

We roll with punches in our conscious

Like the millions of thousands of hundred others that we come across

Become a stereotype

Does anyone really know what’s anyone like?

I'm letting you try guessing my type

My reputation may not be for your radio time

Or any more any sort of hype

Life as an advocate of havocing

Actually, I’m lacking action

So attach me to the back of your head

And I’ll be back for it

Before you know it

But let it soak in

For another moment

If you think you know me, you owe me

A juxtaposition

Of what you are and what you isn’t

Good Luck, or not

Got just a vision

Rocked up so fucked up, on glitter, mascara, and whatnot

You are what you’re thought of

The awful things you fought off

Are part of your part

On the Montage that we’re known of

You know me or know of me

Oh, you saw me so off-season

People follow rumours over reason

This convo isn’t going nowhere pleasing

So please just cease it

And keep me a secret

From everybody even half-decent

I didn’t come here to make friends, so we’re done speaking

 

Nice to meet you

Advise you not to meet me

I should treat you like you treat me

 

Introductions in the conclusion

Like it already was’t enough confusing

Usually you just seem too used to what I used to be

Music to my ears isn’t music to your ears

Monstrosities on the monitors

Seems obvious

Ominous animosities of the anonymous

On it goes

Showbiz I owe you this

Showcase of global misfits

Be careful what you wish for – I risked it

Distorted image skipping borders and limits

If it’s all a gimmick, is Joona within?

You got me cornered

You got what you ordered

I’m sorry if you’re offended

I probably never meant it

Or maybe I did

'Cause lately I may be the shit

You may see me differently

It’s okay as it is

Yeah it’s okay as it is

Though I should let you in on my confessions

I truly need your questioning for these studio sessions

Beauty’s in the viewer’s discretion

I should let you proceed with your disrespectful conceptions

If I accept expectations

Then expect an exception

Exclamation at reception

Followed by deception

Probably misspoken

Until the disc has broken

Just an opening

To the many risks of knowing me

So if:

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If you will never know my name

If you will never know my face

Then imagine me like this

With my eyes full of glitter and my mouth full of shit

Alright, alright

Then imagine me like this

Imagine me like this

​

If you will never know my name

If you will never know my face

Then imagine me like this

With my eyes full of glitter and my mouth full of shit

Alright, alright

Then imagine me like this

Imagine me like this