I've said all the words I have to say

[experimental intro] [verse] I've said all the words I have to say Dispassion is out of fashion. Belief done cheaply is no relief. ahhh ahhhhh ahhh ahhh yeah [verse] Must it always be sides? Slung like swords... your high derides my insides they fall neatly to the floor. [pre chorus] shallow evidentiary moods make me brood. [verse] die, sucker, die you know you have the right. we are all right, alright? [chorus] correct enough to quell your dissent or is bent a way of life with you? [verse] I've said all the words I have to say, hands held, heartbeats pumped to distracted ends. [outro] How you would find me so much more [verse] if only I mirrored your words. [end][end]