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