Lyrics

Internotional island I'm an emotional recidivist
You can text the best of me outwardly
Internotional island I'm a recidivist
A customer I learned to be politely I
Don't mean to fight, don't mean to cuss
And I don't mean to wake you all just 'cause I'm having fun
I'm a molecular travesty fighting for the majesty
Degradable intellect of a marginal philosophy

I'm an emotional gangster with financial insecurity
You can test the best of me with purity
an indisposable gangster of maturity
Help there are assassins coming after me
Back street impressionist of melody
And a pathogen of secular malady
Am I a prophet of a hysterical enquiry
Or just a victim of versatile hypocrisy

Said I'm crawling through time
In a one man race
I never seem to get anywhere
But I got off my face
I never wanted anyone else
Till I was with you
I never seem to get anywhere
Till I got out of my head
Out of my head