I couldn't help but notice that near the
corner of your mouth
there was a piece of food escaping
and it was trying to stay out
I started thinking about myself like
I always seem to do
I couldn't stop myself from saying what
might seem theatrical to you it's just
I dont want anymore
I dont want anymore
no more remote and dark years
no more remote and dark years
no more remote and dark years, dark years
no more remote and dark years
It's like there were these bottles