Roll over monotone
i've got something to say to you
i can't speak in stereo
and i don't want you to be confused
There's no need to analyze
there's no need to form an affliction
you're so bored and paralyzed
as you're making another excuse
I can't handle it, i'm intolerant
i rip off my shirt and i deal with it
i won't through a fit, i don't give a shit
i fall flat on my face in the back
of this one
Collect me monotone
cause i think i'm falling to pieces
i'm so strange, you should've known
while i lick all the salt off these wounds
For this one
I'm hating myself for
i want nothing more
we have such a strange design