Tell me now

Which answer you need

To make you feel

Like not asking anymore the same shit

By the end either goodwill is selfishness

It is nothing but sublimated masturbation

Forced in lines of two in school twice a day

Collateral pleasure sneaks through the way

Grab the hand of the most cute

Pretending it's not up to you

Sneer while assuming gloom

Tell me now

Which answer you need

To make you feel

Like not asking anymore the same shit

I'm not claiming for help, I won't shout to be heard

I'm just asking you not to be my impediment

By the end either goodwill is selfishness

It is nothing but sublimated masturbation

Forced in lines of two in school twice a day

Collateral pleasure sneaks through the way

Grab the hand of the most cute

Pretending it's not up to you

Sneer while assuming gloom

Pleasant little things lay in thorns in the side

The thorn is so painful you wouldn't mind for a smile

It's so ironic

Unexpected pleasure pricks your neck from behind

Don't be so busy searching for it, don't try

It's so hilarious

Forced in lines of two in school twice a day

Collateral pleasure sneaks through the way

This being can controls ecosystems, planets but himself

He's the perfect expression of chaos with glasses and nailed hands