Washing my feet in the shower, I slipped and let out a crynThe sound that came out didn't sound like an animal of any kindnI'm losing focus on the things that make me specialnThe last time I ever peed my bed I threw my sheets out of the windownAnd looked down at the creepy sheetsnBlowing away down the creepy streetnnThere are two fat folders with the state labeled with my namenOne is me and one is not but both read the samenI'm losing focus on the things that make me me me me me menBut back when I knew what I was exactlynnOn creepy sheets in the darknI was the monkey and you were the sharknThe circling fin beside my bed nAs I streched out over the edgenTo brush your skin as you came close nWith the bottoms of my feetnA special touch from me to younSpecifically