text: Kick back a little just to watch and see
  Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
  Whatever your pleasure Im your punk
  On the brink of sinking baby, but not yet sunk
  How I listened, low when you told me
  That I was all you had to hold
  I wish it were so when you told me
  That you were solid gold
  Gravity-free is she, look at her
  Highness on a mattress full of anti-matter
  You never left a very mellow impression
  Your Smell or your go to hell expression
  Quixoticelixer might
  But it probably will not fix your bite
  Tell me now, tell me how
  Did I get your lipstick on my kite
  I love this weather
  Its a perfect storm
  Just keep it coming
  In its perfect form
  I love this weather
  Cause it keeps me warm
  Just keep it coming
  In its perfect form
  Everyday depression in a beautiful dress
  Oh lady made a beautiful mess I guess
  Dedicated mind in a medicated state
  Is a highly overrated fate
  Terrible is a soul
  When she told me that there is such a thing
  Do you know that you glow when you go
  From winter in to spring
  I love this weather
  Its the perfect storm
  Just keep it coming
  In its perfect form
  I love this weather
  Cause it keeps me warm
  Just keep it coming
  In its perfect form
  The madder the boy, the sadder the song
  Thats a wicked fate but the sick gets strong
  Mad boy, sad song
  A wicked fate, but the sick gets strong
  Nobodys right and everyones wrong
  I refuse to punt on fourth and long
  Mad boy, sad song
  Wicked fate but the sick gets...
  Kick back a little just to watch and see
  Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
  Whatever your pleasure Im your punk
  On the brink of sinking baby, but not yet sunk
  How I listened, low when you told me
  That I was all you had to hold
  I wish it was so when you told me
  That you were solid gold
  I swear to god I could not hurt you
  Ive got to be inside your virtue
  I cant contain my urge to search you
  I stand before you theres no curfew
  I long to be inside your virtue
  My heart is swollen when I search you
  I swear to god I could not hurt you
  My heart is swollen when I search you
  I swear to god I could not hurt you
  I swear to god I could not hurt you
  Ive got to be inside your virtue
  I cant contain my urge to search you