My head

Hey, Take a look at my stuff. No, DON’T take a look at my stuff . ‘Cause, ’cause then you’ll know. And I can’t have you walking around…. knowing things. Oh, but I can’t stay like this all huddled up and caged and nothing’ed forever. So, look at my stuff. Oh, but don’t look at my stuff. Or look at my stuff and don’t talk about it afterwards. Even if it’s good. Or tell me if it’s good but don’t let it get to my head. Actually, this isn’t really about you.

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