Head Terrarium

Lately I've been thinking a little too loud
I recollect dreams about the world fitting in my hand
Pull string theory into my terrarium skull
When I'm at work I serve and ponder the great expanse

Oh, can you
Please give me the okay to leave and get a bite
To get lunch early, I need a bite
Oh, can you
Let me try to swipe your card? It didn't go through
To serve somebody, did that get through?
Who pushed daisies into the middle of you?

On my way, the strange crеatures in the park
Therе are some things I whisper to the leaves and the grass
When they whisper back I begin to see double
When I get home I send intrusive thoughts to the stars

Well, I'm not as pretty as I like
No, I'm not brilliant as I like
No, I'm not pretty as I like
No, I'm not brilliant as I like

Before I'm gone now, promise me you'll pick me up a souvenir now
And darling, I wanna catch the progress of the human race now
Disclosure, my fists are made of feathers and they're tethered up too
I've broken every promise lent to me with my bare hands

Well, I'm not pretty as I like
Well, I'm not brilliant as I like
No, I'm not pretty as I like
No, I'm not brilliant as I like