Tongue-dried in the sun
 Nervous speech and your mental health
 Drunk on every detail
 Loosened up from the moral slide as though
 There's nothing to hide
 It corresponds with your sevret view and
 Never weighs upon you

 I'd blame someone but I've got you
 Live everyday that bores me
 Sleep fine at night and
 Wake up to my early speechless morning

 It works like crime, asjust your view
 Waste your time improving
 She's cut so well and lifelike too
 You'll bleed to death before me