Artist:deftones
Songs Title:lotion
I meant to come back to put out bliss
But the styles crumbling, covered, canned
It was sick and no you dont even know how it comes and
Shifts then gets ruined by you fucking slobs
Its classical, anyway
I cant help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no heart, fine cause this is where the separation starts arising
I can see it coming over your cloud
Its classical, anyway
How cool are you? I remember
I feel sick
Just a bad call, its so funny
How you think Im so serious, but thats not it
The thing is I dont give enough to give a fuck
Youre just plain boring and you bore me asleep
Its classical, anyway
How cool are you? I remember
I feel sick
Feel sickened
I feel sick
And who the fuck are you anyway, you fuck?
Its making sick sense seeing how youre sticking out
Hardly and hoping money please arise up off the fucking knees
And hop off the train for a second and try to find your own fucking heart
Its classical, anyway
How cool are you? I remember
I feel sick
Feel sickened
I feel sick, in my head