You feel inanimate Nuts and bolts in your gut Watch dignity decline Your mouth tastes just like mine And i'm not saying that It wouldn't be true I've got this number in my head I don't wanna wait Out in the grass i study our vibrations Keeping time, dead daisy chains I don't wanna wait Our impending graceful isolation Mood ring in my bagpack You lament what you lack And we argue everyday Watch pretty love decay I'm not saying that It wouldn't be true I've got this number in my head I don't wanna wait Out in the grass i study our vibrations Keeping time, dead daisy chains I don't wanna wait On our impending graceful isolation I've got this figment planted deep We sell those for cheap In spiral notebooks from your modern psyche With your antagonistic spin It cuts right through your skin And you sprawl out On top of your masterpiece I don't wanna wait