Текст песни Ram Dass Interlude - Kesha

Its garbage is ours

Well, do you approve of me?
Do you like me? Am I good enough?
Well, do you approve of me?
Do you like me? Am I good enough?
Well, do you approve of me?
Do you like me? Am I good enough?
Well, do you approve of me?
Do you like me? Am I good enough?

Have I achieved enough?
Have I achieved enough?
Have I achieved enough?
Have I achieved enough...?

And then there comes a period
Where you've just gone through enough in a space
That the little blue sky starts to develop
And start to identify with the blue sky instead of the cloud
You flicker it first

And then you start to release
And often in the release, there is a closing of the heart
Because you don't want to get hurt again
And you're gon' allow that, that's still part grief reaction
And a lot of you are still holding on to grief from previous hurts

And then comes the time
When you start to realize you'd rather be vulnerable and be hurt
Than be living dead