Dull Lyrics

I ?m creeping around the circles
Of friends I have inside my head
Stone the witch of population
Leave me there when I ?m dead
All in all we spent our days to get in trouble too
And wicked like the sun I ?m melting for the spell of you two
I?m off the shore and fade into your sea
Don?t seperate me when I suffer
Use a bit of me indeed
Don?t even stop me when I ?m on speed

All in all we spent our days to get in trouble too
Wicked like the sun I?m melting for the spill of you two
But now I ?m coming through
I?ve reached the point of mass confusion
Built to pick it into sand
Request it to your own illusion
That?s the story and that?s the end.