Garbage - Afterglow

Centre on the wide horizon,
Focus on the galaxy.
Sweep away your expectations,
And recognize your enemies.

I hear you talking to yourself,
You're stripping off for someone else.
You've got to learn to love yourself,
It's all that counts, there's little else.

You're always looking for affections,
And all its possibilities.
Your senses searching for attention,
In urgent need of gravity.

I think you think you're someone else,
You've got to learn to save yourself.
Before you find there's nothing left,
But bitterness.
And hollowness,
And afterglow,
And afterglow.