Zucchini

All we had were dreams I took a bite of my zucchini, and we did the math Wasn't swallowing Fleetin' trajectory, it won't go down my throat at all At all Absorb reality I focus all my energy on makin' it go down Burstin' at the seams If I could work out what you wanted, would you still hate me, me? Can we go back to sleep? 16 years went by without a break in conversation You're beggin' me to breathe Visions and expectations never added up at all At all At all At all