Don't Ask Me To Socialise

A Third Degree Had Blown My Eyes

Express A Feeling Captured Once

The One I Want Suprised Me Once



A Citrus State To Be In One,

And One Is Like A God In Line

A Black Inside I Know To Well, To Wear My

Worth And Buy The Grind



Chorus

And Not To Waste This Scene On. It's Not My

Independence That I Am Afraid Of This Time

And Not To Base This Scene On. It's Not My

Independence I'm Ashamed Of



And One Disolved In Sea Again.

A Third Degree Had Blown My Eyes And In

The End Your End Is Clean A Conscious State

To Call My Own



I Don't Remember The Way You Used To Be



Chorus

Don't Ask Me To Socialise

The World Has Blown The Love Outside

And I Can't Tell If You Are Wrong.

The One Which Turns To Me Alone



Chorus

I Don't Remember The Way You Used To Be