The Most Serene Republic - Bubble Reputation lyrics

I dreamt late last the night I was schizophrenic Then waking I found that to be 80% true 20% of the time spent was the grasp of anxiety Why does ending clash with mending? Stiff from questions, answer less ones So much gray skin, not quite dust bin With the clench that I am in Damn you solicitude, quit your knock on my door With the bra**y knob turn This ride makes one stay on with stiff jaw From eating when it's found on descent Rise with frankly too much Now I know how much consumed Oh wow, I'm horny today The but truth, the endless