Tekster: Therapy. Suicide Pact... You First. Jam Jar Jail.

A tourist and I know where you're coming from
'Cause you come from underneath the same stone
That I have often crawled
And I know you need music, more than you need love
Only you can get some answers, tell you where you're coming from

Hang on don't panic
You feel you're damaged
Hang on don't panic
You feel you're damaged

Answer me now
When this has failed
There'll be no release
From your jam jar jail

Ethics antiquated, want them to stay that way
The best thing about this place is that you know
That you'll leave it someday
And I know you need music, more than you need love
Patented cells, pregnant men, tell you where you're coming from

Hang on don't panic
You feel you're damaged
Hang on don't panic
You feel you're damaged

And it will get you in the end
When it fails your jam jar jail

Hang on don't panic
You feel you're damaged
Hang on don't panic
You feel you're damaged

And it will give you
A massive high
No escape

Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail

Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail

Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail
Jam jar jail