An amount of disease
Waits every time I open my mouth
Everybody thinks they know the right way to pee
But that's just how much you like sitting down
Quiet nights of quiet dreams
Quiet noise from my machines
Sounding like the midnight that surrounds me
TD3s and Peaveys seem like a joke to me
When I don't want to get off the couch
I miss a time when recording was free
I'd remember everything and think it back to myself
I'd think it back to myself
I'd think it back to myself
Oh, back to myself
I'd remember everything and think it back to myself
An amount of disease
Waits every time I open my mouth
Everybody thinks they know the right way to pee
But that's just how much you like sitting down