Lenz - Farnsworth-Munsell 100 Lyrics

I am always forgotten
Into everybody's thanks
But the people who complain for that
Are the ones I hate the most

You can blame it on modern society
On the way it makes people colder
But as everyone defecates feelings
I sneak off as my head's reeling

Feeling like I've missed the train now
The words will come somehow
Feeling not appreciated
And emotionally constipated

Appearances can be deceptive
But make people feel at its best
All the right colors, you believe
Or you'll need a Farnsworth-Munsell Test

But still I am forgotten
By the people that I care for
Into everybody's dreams
There's not enough room for me

I just had an ice cream, and I scream
I'm thankful for this fuel tank
The last, fatal hour for this fetal coward
It's a seaside suicide
This is disease, this is disease