Scout this neighbourhood and see what I can find
It′s just mental masturbation, less disgusting in my mind
Scout this neighbourhood and see what I can find
It's just mental masturbation, less disgusting in my mind
Opposing machines at my fingertips, magnetic.
Obsessive or pathetic? That′s the question; irrespective
Questions thicken on your figure, drunk suspicion
That's what's on my mind, that′s what′s on my mind
You bring me up just to tear me down
A consolation arousing progress
What you'll want is what you can′t have
Take from this what you want to believe
Scout this neighbourhood and see what I can find
It's just mental masturbation, less disgusting in my mind
Scout this neighbourhood and see what I can find
It's just mental masturbation, less disgusting in my mind
Scrounge for the perfect archetype, I′m still selective
Pacing back and forth so I′d go undetected
It's a catalyst young, ignorant, submissive
That′s what's on my mind, that′s what's on my mind
No words spoken, not a word said
No words spoken, not a word said
No words spoken, not a word said
Take from this what you want to believe