Ya know!

ya know...

i am a happy child but a lonely one
a dance gone wild, a lola on run

ya know

i don't look before i leap
i say fuck you without a beep.

ya know

i love to travel far and wide
i am the blue of the ocean, the high of the tide

ya know

i search for love in the strangest of places
i feel like a bomb decorated with laces

ya know

i think like a prostitute but act like a priest
i believe that beauty is skin-deep for the beast.