When a subject loves an object
In a matrix of power relations
The subject manifests a discourse, oh yeah
And in the manifesting
The subject is manifested
And constitutes itself in the discourse, oh yeah
And it's so hard
To say anything these days
It's so hard
To say anything anything these days
When an object loves the subject
And the subject becomes an object
And the object becomes a subject
And I get confused
I dream of swimming pools at night
We don't swim in them, we flow
And we don't talk, we show
We show
We show
We show
And it's so hard
To say anything these days
It's so hard
To say anything anything these days
I dream of swimming pools at night
We're the water but we drown
And grammar is only sound
It's only sound
It's only sound
It's only sound
And it's so hard
To say anything these days
It's so hard
To say anything these days
It's so hard
To say anything these days
It's so hard
To say anything anything these days
When a subject loves an object
In a matrix of power relations
The subject manifests a discourse