I such a misfit in social situations I hate it.
Depressed and medicated yet your insecure and naked
I'm tryin to loosen up your dyin to read my sullen eyes
This intellectual black hole reeks of cologne and lies.
This song is making me sick I tell myself "it's fine".
But the DJ will play the beggining for the 6th time.
I hope somebody pulls a gun out and sucks out all the fun out and levels the playing field for Captin Bumout.
and a little bit of ol' Roy Orbison...