Lyrics
We’ll take it all away, we’ll set you free
You’ll never have to wait or question your belief
And if you cannot pay for what you need
We’ll have to navigate the truth of your disease,
the source of your unease
What are you saying? What do you need?
You keep on complaining, You’re nothing to me
I’ve gotta rorschach crowd at a shopping mall,
I’ve gotta need to doubt if I’m here at all
I’ve gotta shot glass full of formydehal,
I’ve gotta billion words on a bathroom stall
I’ve gotta golden age and a broken jaw,
I’ve gotta simple phrase to describe it all
No need to hesitate, just try to breathe
Your mind can complicate the nature of a dream
And if you cannot pay for what you need
We’ll have to navigate the truth of your disease,
the source of your unease
What are you saying? What do you need?
You keep on complaining, You’re nothing to me
I’ve gotta Rorschach crowd at a shopping mall,
I’ve gotta need to doubt if I’m here at all
I’ve gotta shot glass full of Formydehal,
I’ve gotta billion words on a bathroom stall
I’ve gotta golden age and a broken jaw,
I’ve gotta simple phrase to describe it all
