A clear case of Tourettes, try to sleep through crickets
The decibels get higher, who's a liars liar?
And you are so annoying to your friends...
Unadulterated, your movie isn't rated
And nothing is sacred, but a sacred heart I'll make it
And the heart is beating up all of your friends with truth to lend
In a breach of golden silence the yellow sides fall into sight
In a fit of honesty the dark dark corners define the light
A clear case of Tourettes, a fire in the thickets
The panic of flowers and insects, a gentle rain might fix it
But you are burning bridges at both ends...
A clear case of Tourettes, now you are taking all bets
Gambling with your debts, and what you got from your parents
And are you losing a clarity of view, it must be true?
In a breach of golden silence the yellow sides fall into sight
In a fit of honesty the dark dark corners define the light... oh yes they do
Aldous Huxley/remorse in Brave New World, I've got no regrets about the things I've said