be good to each other

Be Nice	the flowers cannot remember the flood	There's a child born to the land of scorn	quiet the urge to compare yourself to others
I'll pretend I just cursed myself by saying this, so when it doesn't happen I have something to fall back on other than you	we can all just be around other people	turn it up; she's on the other side of the mirror	Quit jerking each other off already and write something
Let's get together, chat, drink tea, shoot each other with handguns	spin until you get dizzy, then spin the other way to cancel it out	In each other alone	We are all shadows colliding into each other
pinch yourself in other places and feel worse	Things that seem too good to be true rule