Close quarters Tensions getting high Butterflies in the absence of any stimuli Lost my ability to generalize When the power goes out You are my source of light
Radiant child Talking a mile a minute No second thoughts Only hasty decisions Take the steam engine out my chest Staying busy Staring at my hands like it's a contest I forgot it all right before the test I don't know a single thing about this subject But imma argue to the death
Turned out the solution was trivial Just exit the building and burn it down Turn chaos into harmony We have the most cause we're okay with the least
Close quarters Tensions getting high Butterflies in the absence of any stimuli Butterflies in the absence of any stimuli
Fight the urge to sink Chip clips on my sulcus Resist the impulse to blink Going on vacation Taking everything but the kitchen sink Furniture up on the front lawn Neighbors on the fritz Couldn't tell them apart if I tried Representatives of all that we hate in life Pretending to be happy But they're dying on the inside Dying on the inside Just trying to be nice Dying on the inside Trying to be polite But they're dead on the insideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
