I want to be soaked in emotion Strained and drained till there’s nothing left If there’s a soul harbored in my body, I’ll drag it till it’s jagged and jaded Nothing more than less. What is sense when you have nothing common? What is life even? I want it all or nothing, maybe (probably not) for the best.
Putting two and two together was much simpler when you turned every word out of your mouth into joke and jest.