Completely satisfied, you slump into the night Sink into the casserole, let them know you're awful War was waged that day, and a difference was never made Rewarded; pronounced brave, we couldn't have done it without you And what good could do? Hey, there's a reason it feels great And it's giving us the creeps Put the bottle down and catch up on some sleep Colors of your life bubbled up just like hot grease Fizzle up your character, puts you in a chair so you can See what happens next, completely lacking context Civilized at best, we couldn't have done it without you And what good could do? Wait, there's a reason it feels great And it's giving us the creeps Put the bottle down, get your systems into place, and Catch up on some sleep What if it feels good? Pours water on your soul