Roll Over Monotone

I've Got Something To Say To You
I Can't Speak In Stereo
And I Don't Want You To Be Confused

There's No Need To Analyze
There's No Need To Form An Affliction
You're So Bored And Paralyzed
As You're Making Another Excuse

I Can't Handle It, I'm Intolerant
I Rip Off My Shirt And I Deal With It
I Won't Through A Fit, I Don't Give A Shit
I Fall Flat On My Face In The Back
Of This One

Collect Me Monotone
'Cuz I Think I'm Falling To Pieces
I'm So Strange, You Should've Known
While I Lick All The Salt Off These Wounds

For This One

I'm Hating Myself For
I Want Nothing More
We Have Such A Strange Design