YOU FUCKERS WERE ASKING FOR THIS ONE

(álbum: B-Sides & Rarities Vol.3 [2011-2015] - 2015)

Tender soul splintered, folded in the inner
Another lonely night; veggie dinner's for beginners
Forcing my own chin up 'fore I give up
The summer's coming back, but it feels more like it's winter
The line between my heart and my mind is growing thinner
I felt a similar way before, this I remember
Kinder egg center post-issues at the factory
My marbles scatter far, then rarely ever come back to me
Fast asleep, with both eyes open
See, my description is known psychosis
Flow like an ocean, sink like a hammer
Troubled so I smoke and I drink not to panic
Restless mind not restricted by planets
Same old shell, different thinking mechanics
When life gives me lemons, I stick them on a canvas
An interesting practice that'll rid me of madness
Uh, yeah

And I know that we could be together
But not now, no, not at all
Nah-nah-nah-nah-naaah
And I know that we could be together
But not now, no, not at all
Nah-nah-nah-nah-naaah