David Fonseca In Love With Yourself
Youlit the magic candles You blew them out and sparked again To warm up your conscience You follow down your shadow You mimic all the motions it suggests Like tough rules of perfection You say you didn't mean it And then you just say a prayer for yourself And you're free But you're bound To be Your first enemy You're gone In love Again You read the books you wrote And taught yourself the things you didn't know You tasted the enlightenment You wired yourself with your lens and mikes and cameras You taped it all and you reviewed it once again In slow-motion detail YYou say you didn't mean it And you just do it all over again 'Cus you're free But you're bound To be Your first enemy You're gone In love with yourself You plead For trust But then you cant't resist To fall in love with yourself Got your tummy full of love Because you ate it It hurts when you talk And you dwell on it The wicked deed is done Redrum You'll blow the piggy's house But don't you get it There won't be any prize So don't swell on it The wicked deed is done You're in love with someone else You're in love with yourself In love With yourself
