And en, to
I try to come up with the bad things
To make my songs sound rad
I have only good reactions
Sorry if this sounds bad
And everything figure eights in an array
Around my head
There's a chemical inside
And it's chillaxin on my bed
What's inside me matters the most
Won't let you take it, I am the host
I'm like a ghost in a frame, I will never go away
I can never show it to the world
I am shy just like a little girl
Everything is mental in my temple
I'll never show you my gifts
Hide them away, I'll have a fit
This is my temple
I could show you
All that lives
Rock is not my genre, but it fits
Why don't I ever sing anything beyond
My limits?
(Uh, this is inspired by 2000's European alternative music by the way?
I guess?)
I can never show it to the world
I am shy just like a little girl
Everything is mental in my temple
Everything is mental in my temple
Everything is mental in my temple
(Come again?)