Tekstovi: Kind Of Like Spitting. Insound Tour Support Series No. 14. Continent.

Dumb and numb, from young and wired, all I do is wait, pushy and hungry for more, Curtis do you know what our lives are for now? That it's been three weeks and no one talks about you anymore, all I do is wait, we are a sea of fragility and so ready to surf the sink, till the sponges are flooded and we're all forced underneath, all I do is wait. I'm so good at condescending, its so good for my week ego, can't get past what comes naturally to me it comes natural to use, there's a fairness in the city, there's a new smell in the air, satisfaction promised but the sentiment ends there, All the Capricorn reactions, in the river up to my knees, hundred little baby fishes, with baby bottle mouths to feed, and crooners crawl themselves like whores across the bar room folds, my mother used to hold me, I hold her now that she's old, after all it's just a notion, nothing really in the end, till a good one leaves the continent you just can't write words to send, I guess everything's just perfect, it's all true what you've been told, run and tell your good friends that you, you just got sold!