Muck

I know these things have passed you by
 I know it's tough to even try
 It's such a different kind of scene
 I know you don't know what I mean
 Yeah well, I tried to tell you before
 I know all you want is more
 I'll always tell you different stuff
 No matter what won't be enough
 I figure it'll be cool sometime
 After I've cooked everyone I find
 I can only take it to that certain place
 It's just not cool, look at your face
 Whenever you get in my face
 There's something strange I start to taste
 Hold back, hold back, hold back
 Hold back, hold back, hold back
 It's all restrained, I'm getting baked
 Is it okay, or am I a flake?
 So, every time you see me now
 You psyche for a minute
 Till you remember how
 I clogged your entire mind with muck
 You stop smiling, remember how everything sucked
 Dancing around what I could say
 'Cause I just can't live that way
 Hold back, that's not enough to stay
 Hold back, hold back, hold back
 Hold back, hold back, hold back
 Hold back, hold back, hold back
 Hold back, hold back, hold back