I hate politics and throwing up
I hate asparagus and parents who don't give a f*ck
Sitting on my hands all day, I like ease
There's nothing more I wanna say, so just please stop
I hate mushrooms, it's a f*cking fungus
I don't understand how you eat that shit
You say you wanna play music?
Well that's your lifestyle choice
You either live here in silence or you die with a voice
Sitting on my hands all day, I like ease
There's nothing more I wanna say so just please
Stop
Now I feel the open air on my skin as I prepare myself for nothing at all
This life, summed up as boring dull and dim
Not mine, I'm content with sitting around
Abound like an item stuck in lost and found
Round right down the qualities of sight and sound and quit your whinging spiel
You've got sex appeal
It's over not the end