Tryin' not to give any more
Attention
To the pain inside my chest
Not to mention
Eat your
Butterbean chunks
I'll eat
Butterbean chunks
We'll eat
Butterbean chunks
Just to distract ourselves from life's unfairness
Slight blip on the repertoire of the ordinary
I'll spare the details
They're exploratory
I'm guessing that they know
Please
Don't tell me if they know
If it were cold
You could call me a
Glove with six-string
It's totally above
I hear it all the time
Before us
The complexions will follow
Around us
The sensations come in
Twenty ways to turn it into a passion and
At last
They're all received in and taken (Take it all)
Is the meaning more important than lacking
The force is progress
But is it
Most smooth is what we know of it all
Eat our
Butterbean chunks
Don't let it get to ya
Butterbean chunks
Take your