IntroVerse 1Turn Them Around In My Mind Like I'm Reheating Leftovers In The MicrowaveAnd I Look Forward To The Meal Just The SameLooking At Slides Of Them In The Projector Or Under A MicroscopeThey Suffer All Sorts Of Things, How Will They Cope?Pre-Chorus 1Are They A Complex Maladjusted Hot Dad With Dead Eyes?A Cog In A Great Universe That Lives Inside Your Mind?They Play And They Work And DwellIn My Last Brain CellChorusMyyyy, Oh Meeee, It's Myyy OcIf You're Freeeee, I'll Let You SeeMyyyy, Oh Meeee, It's Myyy OcMe, Oh My, That's My Special GuyInterludeVerse 2Rotating Characters Passing The Day Away Sitting In Utter BlissThe World Sucks But At Least These Two Can KissWriting A Story That Only Gets Told In The Time Between Dusk And DawnI'm Making A Playlist Thinking About Their SongsPre-Chorus 2Are They Some Kind Of Stand-In For My Hopes And Fears And Dreams?Are They Media I Wanna See Reflected In My Screens?They Play And They Work And DwellIn My Last Brain CellChorusMyyyy, Oh Meeee, It's Myyy OcIf You're Freeeee, I'll Let You SeeMyyyy, Oh Meeee, It's Myyy OcMe, Oh My, That's My Special Guy
