Narcolepsy Songtext
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Your western mechanism sucks me dry -
It's just a fault in the human design.
We're not built to cope with the gravity of the situation,
So we stumble and fall.
It's not our fault we're badly designed.
A small seizure; it suits you well,
This infrared boy's not coming up for air...
And it's an ugly noise you're making in that easy chair.
Well, it's been a narcoleptic year again.
A black tar river, a high rise fire,
They're all just scenes from a situation comedy.
It seems to me that we're wasting our time
With the things we do to earn our validity.
But there's no miracle cure
For cool fever; it suits you well.
I can't breathe in this idiot-proof suit I'm in...
Feed me your air.
It's just a fault in the human design.
We're not built to cope with the gravity of the situation,
So we stumble and fall.
It's not our fault we're badly designed.
A small seizure; it suits you well,
This infrared boy's not coming up for air...
And it's an ugly noise you're making in that easy chair.
Well, it's been a narcoleptic year again.
A black tar river, a high rise fire,
They're all just scenes from a situation comedy.
It seems to me that we're wasting our time
With the things we do to earn our validity.
But there's no miracle cure
For cool fever; it suits you well.
I can't breathe in this idiot-proof suit I'm in...
Feed me your air.
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