The Faint Follow

I'm caught in excitement

An unusual spell

It's pure in a sense

And abstract from our lives

And we talked a lot,

Abstraction came into focus

Her tales of the tour

And a hardcore life

Were unmatched by the

Pop sub-culture in mine

And we talked a lot

And soon it would come into focus

(I tried to focus, I tried to focus! woah!)

There's no time for fighting,

Any sex is personal

Information not appealing

To me in any sense at all

Is it wrong to think

I'm a traditional man?

I'd hope i'd be up

For an annexation of that.

Yea, a part of me

Can deal with this open relations

But "concept" to "do"

Is like "yes" to a "goal"...

It's unclear how it happens,

Maybe we'll act how we planned it

We sure talked a lot

And soon it came into focus

(I tried to focus, I tried to focus! woah!)

There's no time for fighting

Any sex is personal

Keep your head above the meaning

And devotion doesn't swell

Any sexual encounter

Adds an awful twisting touch

It's like scamming in the 90's

But getting used to this is hard

There's no time for fighting

Any sex is personal

Keep your head above the meaning

And devotion doesn't swell

Any sexual encounter

Adds an awful twisting touch, touch, touch, touch, touch

It's like scamming in the 90's

But getting used to this is hard