Indecisive and deaf or dumb Tongue-dried in the sun Nervous speech and your mental health Drunk on every detail Loosened up from the moral slide as though There's nothing to hide It corresponds with your secret view and Never weighs upon you
I'd blame someone but I've got you Like everyday that bores me Sleep fine at night and Wake up to my early speechless morning
It works like crime, adjust your view Waste your time improving She's cut so well and lifelike too You'll bleed to death before me
