Gentlemen & Scholars Depression In Rotation
curiosity killed the thief
oh babe, be patient
don't you dare forget all that you've seen
waiting, painstakingly avoiding the forging of your past
why don't you ask, why don't you?
and i can honestly tell you
no matter what kind of hell she put you through
scratching the surface of this
holy deserted motherly care
it's only fair
oh hero, sing your serenade
stop breathing, helping mother's place
'oh, my baby i'll see you soon
then you get the belt, and i'll get the spoon'
you're searching silently for
some motivation over what the hell you're looking for
inept equality. not me, stop me from
stammering hopelessly
just say the word
