Текст песни: The Days of Tedium + перевод

I’ve been wanting you to look into reclining

In your fight for variety you surrendered to monotony

You’re never happy at home

What a miserable existence

I think you’re feeding the wrong leech and you’re starving the wrong mouth

I don’t think that you should

You want all the wrong things so that’s just what you’ll get

The party grows restless

You duck out for a cigarette

When the din of chatter ceases you scuttle

You flee to the mountains

Your aim is to elude the days of tedium

You’re scouring a strange place for the sublime

You were driving after the divine

Maybe you’re the kind who needs to crawl on all fours for awhile

Your face gets drenched from the dew

You curse the heat of the sun, the bewitching moon

Or maybe something less extreme would better suit you

I think that it would

Give me stimulation or just give me the grave

Make me the eye of the hurricane or just hand over that hemlock

When the din of chatter ceases you scuttle

You flee to the mountains

Your aim is to elude the days of tedium

I guess we take on the faces and the manners of the company that we’re in

I guess we take on those faces and the manners of the company that we’re in

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