Tekster: Look What I Did. Minuteman For The Moment. Lightning Bugs.

If you think you love her so much why must you manipulate her
You're the heart of a puppy with the soul of a chew toy
Your urge to collect her is frustrating to deal with
Your fingerprints on her, it seems wrong to affect it
The lightning bugs don't want to play for you

In a jar
With no breathing holes
You egotistical son of a bitch
This is for your amusement

But I do it too
Sometimes
I do it too, yeah

It's only just beginning and I'm
Counting the seconds 'til the lightshow is over
It's not that her presence ain't completely distracting
But it's just the tempation is a threat to my ethics
The lightning bugs don't want to play for you

In a jar
With no breathing holes
You egotistical son of a bitch
This is for your amusement

But I do it too
Sometimes
I do it too, yeah

I've created a problem
For everyone to empathise and
I don't know how to resolve it

I've created a problem
You might never would have realized
And I don't know how to resolve it

You've created a problem
Thank you, so much, Socrates
'Cause I don't know how to resolve it
When the problem isn't listening to me

And would rather be in a jar
With no breathing holes, suffocating
How can good intentions
Be so grossly misunderstood

Are you serious
This is your actual life

Actually given to you by actual God
And you want to spend it doing this
Is there any sentient activity going on in your head
This is your actual life
Actually given to you by actual God