Hygiene

Are you hygienic? Or are you just a fraud? God knows I'm willing to learn Are you just a picture? Are you a memory? God knows I'm dreaming of loss Wait... you might find your place someday Wait... you might find your self someday Somewhere so far away Trust me on this topic Profound is misery God knows I deserve to be free Bulimic are the girls now A point of no return But my gut says their stomachs will churn Wait... you might find your place someday Wait... you might find your self someday Somewhere so far away Without official warning I'll change my course to Mars There I'll have a taste of remorse Push off in the morning Be safest my consort The troubles where your hygiene's the lord Wait... you might find your place someday Wait... you might find your self someday Somewhere so far away Somewhere so far away It's all a game It's all a game It's all a game It's all a game