Lyrics:

How much love can a boy contain in here?
How many contradictions can a girl posess up there?
Well, these questions, these questions are too ambiguous
Try to narrow down your search
Some things I know, it's hard
Some things I know, it's hard
Some things I know, it's hard
It's easy to forget where you came from
If there's no question of your return
Such selfishnesses trivialise any tenderness
As the coffee commands the torture of my bowels
Such selfishnesses
Such selfishnesses
Pronouncing every word with a rigid insensitivity
Plus I struggle with the nightshade in my blood
I really shouldn't say it
I really shouldn't say it, but I just love what the water does

It's easy
Struggle with the nightsade
It's easy, easy
And I struggle with the nightshade in my blood
It's easy, easy
And I struggle with the nightshade in my blood
Easy, easy
And I struggle with the nightshade in my blood
Easy, easy
And I struggle with the nightshade in my blood
Easy, easy
And I...