What you feel? Do you feel happier? It was very nice You ain't even gon' remember Your advice, ignore the new world But it's easy for anyone to say Loud as I wondered, in a new kind of torture When the fight isn't bound, it just owes you a time To awake it I miss the comfort of your chains And I miss the comfort of NSA And now the? it catches As you set it in words The morning bass is gold The endless week-end The endless week-end But I'm doing alright Waking up so fucking slowly I miss the comfort of your chains And I miss the comfort of NSA And I miss the comfort of your advice Ignore the new world But it's easy for anyone to say