I’m a psychic
I know what you’re thinking all of the time
You hate me don’t even lie
You’re like the moon
Bold-faced and brazen
Going through the same old phases
Shining white or golden yellow
Only two moods like fallen snow
You’re easy to know
Toxic or pure, warm or cold
So I’ll slice you out
Like a piece of pie
Stamp you out
Like a wild fire
Because I can read your mind
Don’t try to hide
You hate me you hate me
I really won’t blame you
I’m a merry-go-rounding of shifting sights
I’m a different animal every other night
A zoo, museum, a house of mirrors
My self-derogation could never be clearer
My lunar radar is stronger than steel
It’s the only thing I ever feel
different faces 