Coffee House

So you think my exterior seems
A little out of focus
Because I don't talk in cliches
That people try to use to stroke us
I don't care too much for
Clicks and gangs and little sweing circles
If you want a place in this rat race I say
Run off and join the circus

If you look inside my head
You will see things
That you probably shouldn't see
Because my outside is off center
But I gurantee
It's stranger inside me
It's stranger inside me

Have you ever felt like
Pulling your insides out
Cause they're burning
You feel caged
Like an animal that wants to fuck
And you're yearning
For something strange, unexpected
Unexplainable to happen
That either kills you
Leaves you hurt
Or makes it hard to stop from laughing

If you look inside my head
You will see things
That you probably shouldn't see
Because my outside is off center
But I gurantee
It's stranger inside me
It's stranger inside me

Cafetería

Entonces crees que mi exterior parece
Un poco fuera de foco
Porque no hablo en clichés
Que la gente intenta usar para acariciarnos
No me importa demasiado
Clics y pandillas y pequeños círculos de sudar
Si quieres un lugar en esta carrera de ratas, digo
Corre y únete al circo

Si miras dentro de mi cabeza
Verás cosas
Que probablemente no deberías ver
Porque mi exterior está descentrado
Pero yo garantizo
Es extraño dentro de mi
Es extraño dentro de mi

¿Alguna vez te has sentido como
Sacando tu interior
Porque están ardiendo
Te sientes enjaulado
Como un animal que quiere follar
Y estas anhelando
Por algo extraño, inesperado
Inexplicable que suceda
Que tampoco te mata
Te deja herido
O hace que sea difícil dejar de reír

Si miras dentro de mi cabeza
Verás cosas
Que probablemente no deberías ver
Porque mi exterior está descentrado
Pero yo garantizo
Es extraño dentro de mi
Es extraño dentro de mi

Composição: Erik Turner / Jerry Dixon / Jani Lane / Rick Steier / Bobby Borg