| When I look through the bottle | |
| Every mountain magnified | |
| My balance is fried | |
| I can't even pray | |
| When I look through the bottle | |
| Every hue returns to grey | |
| There's nothing to say | |
| So I will say it anyway | |
| My love is a healer | |
| Just a look can purify | |
| A hard loving heart | |
| I've swallowed too much life | |
| Then why must I leave her? | |
| I can't stop the moving on | |
| Can't stay with the one | |
| Too much appetite | |
| I want you to love me so hard | |
| I want you to love so I can't stop | |
| Now I'm over the hill | |
| Too many fields | |
| Too much to choose from | |
| It's making me ill | |
| Let's go over the top | |
| Just give me a pill | |
| Too much to choose from | |
| It's making me ill |