Текст песни Blame It on Art - Bondage Fairies

I hate it when you fake that moan,
I hate it when it′s all in four.
I hate it when they call my name while I'm around.
I hate it when the children smile.
I hate it when the missiles miss.
I hate it when I realize that less is more.

Blame it all on art
And you should close your eyes and drink your mother′s lies.

I hate it when the sun has flares,
I hate it when the eagles dare,
I hate it when you manifest inside my brain.
I hate it when it's up to date,
I hate it when it's all to late.
I hate it when I realize that less is more