Friends Are Like Wallpaper

Come again and deliver me my shadow.
Come again you're my friend made of wallpaper.

You're looking at me with your one-eyed mind,
screaming to me with your broken thighs.
You're looking at me with you're one-tracked mind,
looking at me for somebody's time.

(repeat both)

I can feel, I can feel you're embodied.
I can smell, I can smell it's embodied.

You're my friend, you're my friend.

(made of wallpaper)