I stumbled upon his praising hours
The praise you'll see is the praise he has
And a million stars were there and free
Had a sudden urge to beam through the sea
Beneath the praise, I see the dreams
His daydreams that he keep on talking about
The sun that outshines May
Spurning through the hours that's going away
And you, your narcissism too
It shouldn't be as good as you have said, and
It shouldn't be as good as I expected
On you, your narcissism too
This mix that blended in your personality
Made the mix a whole lot good and better for me
Reprimanded his decision
He can't avoid his satisfaction
That spins around his dear own world
I can't tell if it's good or absurd
And on the grass, it lays that fabric
The checkered pattern from the picnic
For somehow celebrating his dreams
That he was able to achieve
And you, your narcissism too
It shouldn't be as good as you have said, and
It shouldn't be as good as I expected
On you, your narcissism too
This mix that blended in your personality
Made the mix a whole lot good or better for me
You've got to know the least I say
Is holding me captive, far away
A buried face that's been so blue
Has proved all of the countless clues
And you, your narcissism too
It shouldn't be as good as you have said and
It shouldn't be as good as I expected
On you, your narcissism too
It shouldn't be as good as you have said, and
It shouldn't be as good as I expected
On you, your narcissism too
This mix that blended in your personality (personality)
Made the mix a whole lot good or better
On you, your narcissism too
It shouldn't be as good as you have said and
It shouldn't be as good as I expected for me