Tell me now
Which answer you need
To make you feel
Like not asking anymore the same shit
By the end either goodwill is selfishness
It is nothing but sublimated masturbation
Forced in lines of two in school twice a day
Collateral pleasure sneaks through the way
Grab the hand of the most cute
Pretending it's not up to you
Sneer while assuming gloom
Tell me now
Which answer you need
To make you feel
Like not asking anymore the same shit
I'm not claiming for help, I won't shout to be heard
I'm just asking you not to be my impediment
Pleasant little things lay in thorns in the side
The thorn is so painful you wouldn't mind for a smile
It's so ironic
Unexpected pleasure pricks your neck from behind
Don't be so busy searching for it, don't try
It's so hilarious
Forced in lines of two in school twice a day
Collateral pleasure sneaks through the way