Monotone Songtext
Roll over monotone
I've got something to say to you
I can't speak in stereo
And I don't want you to be confused
There's no need to analyze
There's no need to form an affliction
You're so bored and paralyzed
As you're making another excuse
I've got something to say to you
I can't speak in stereo
And I don't want you to be confused
There's no need to analyze
There's no need to form an affliction
You're so bored and paralyzed
As you're making another excuse
I can't handle it, I'm intolerant
I rip off my shirt and I deal with it
I won't through a fit
I fall flat on my face and I deal with it
Of this one
Collect me monotone
'Cuz I think I'm falling to pieces
I'm so strange, you should've known
While I lick all the salt off these wounds
For this one
I'm hating myself for
I want nothing more
We have such a strange design
I rip off my shirt and I deal with it
I won't through a fit
I fall flat on my face and I deal with it
Of this one
Collect me monotone
'Cuz I think I'm falling to pieces
I'm so strange, you should've known
While I lick all the salt off these wounds
For this one
I'm hating myself for
I want nothing more
We have such a strange design
BOONE, WAYMON
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