Naive Sick Chasm

Today, on this day, I want to sing this song, in a weird echoing voice, with screeching guitars and deafening drums in the background. Feeling uneasy definitely ugly And it makes me feel guilty Don't you feel sorry, in between polarity My arms believe me, courteous completely Isn't it lovely Show off your temper Blame it onto somebody You make me laugh, making lots of money 3x You make me laugh Won't you ever... realize Desire to be clean, pretty-pretty lonely heavenly speaking Lots of companions, leading me to misery Fell on attention, stirred by emotions Act like you miss me Show off your temper Blame it onto somebody                               (Butterfingers - Naive Sick Chasm)