Monoral - Weird Kind Of Swings lyrics

If all my make up And all that comes with it Was washed away And now I fear Those weird kind of swings If all that you're made of And all that goes with it Keeps reminding me Annoying me I'm afraid of the words That slaps again Waiting for the pain No really I'm off the frame I'm aware and heading there again Of course we got plans I'll kick a** all the same Well I could've been in this Weird kind of swings Why all the fuse It wears me out of luck Lighting up my seeds Where should I lounge? The choice is yours Am I too close Count me in your feast