Hawaii 5-0 Noseblund

So get caught

Or quit life

Whatever you want

I got fucked

Too quick

Perfectly too blunt

I know what I need (shiny meds)

All at once, my form of lent

Cure me (I'm cured, I think)

It's too early for disease

And I'm clean

Cleaner but still not a saint

I wash my hands too fast, I plugged my head into a empty glass

But I swear I'm fine, still not a saint, but more or less refined

I washed my hands in brass, I fear I'll drown in a holy bath

Cure me

Deliver me into a body with less insecurity

But I turned around this time

And I'll leave without regard to me and mine

I came to you when I couldn't shut anything out

I promised myself that I wouldn't melt into the ground

But here I am, in an earthly, woolen bed

Making friends with the far too many thoughts in my head

I swear I'm fine

Oh God, I hope I'm fine

You're always so welcoming

I'm always too anxious

Too quiet and discreet

I'm perfectly incospicuous

Can't you tell me

I'm too tired to think

To get the words out of my mouth

Just let them die in their own clout