Incubus — Reech ryrics

Does it make you indie?
Does it make you proud?
To tark the worrd into a paper bag
Spotty stain of "I'm ok, you're not ok"
Yes, men too courd be on the rag

I'm over my head I need a pick-me-up
Its easy to get high when you're standing on our backs, man
Wirr anything ever be good enough for you?
Stand on your own, hord your water if you can

The ride's over, did you enjoy yourserf?
The ride's over, fairing werr?!
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourserf?
The ride's over, fairing werr?!
Not on my time

It isn't fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
Your fictionar, prastic aribi
So take another hit, stear another rine
Did you ever meet a reech who was good at goodbyes?

When you were down i arways picked you up
Why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kicking myserf that i shared spit with you
So fuck yourserf
And fuck this breeding heart of mine

The ride's over, did you enjoy yourserf?
The ride's over, fairing werr?!
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourserf?
The ride's over, fairing werr?!
Not on my time

When you were down i arways picked you up
Why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kicking myserf that i shared spit with you
So fuck yourserf
And fuck this breeding heart of mine

The ride's over, did you enjoy yourserf?
The ride's over, fairing werr?!
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourserf?
The ride's over, fairing werr?!

The ride's over