[Intro]
That wasn’t any better at all
That didn’t make me feel any better at all
I thought it would
But it didn’t
My consciousness is bigger
It gives me no pleasure to say
My consciousness is bigger than yours
It gives me no pleasure
And we descend the basement
Poorly done murals, the faces
If there wasn’t a house
We would build one with our bodies
Hang on to my ego
Everything is coming loose tonight
I’m too nervous for boys now
I’m too nervous for girls now
Every bottle you drink must be recycled and
Every plastic cup that can't be recycled in this town
At the party kids come in and out
Talking about T.S. Eliot
That wasn’t any better at all
That didn’t make me feel any better at all
I thought it would
But it didn’t
My consciousness is bigger
It gives me no pleasure to say
My consciousness is bigger than yours
It gives me no pleasure
And we descend the basement
Poorly done murals, the faces
If there wasn’t a house
We would build one with our bodies
Hang on to my ego
Everything is coming loose tonight
I’m too nervous for boys now
I’m too nervous for girls now
Every bottle you drink must be recycled and
Every plastic cup that can't be recycled in this town
At the party kids come in and out
Talking about T.S. Eliot
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