6S hang in the door What kind of shit to ignore I've cut the cloth (Ooh, hard line) How to know who to write How to know who can cull up all the questions We know that I'm right, cause To clean out a mind I fell in love I heard about it (Bit by bit) I heard about it (Bit by bit) I heard about it (Bit by bit, bit by bit) No And so it's not in your clasp Then what's the function or the task Well, I'd stun, I'd stammer? Help me reach the hammer (For them what will I ask?) That's a pair of them docks Mooring out two separate lochs ain't some kind of quanrdry? (Waundry) Take me into your palms- what is left when unhungry I learned about it (Bit by bit, bit by bit) I've learned about it (Bit by bit, bit by bit) I've learned about it (Bit by bit, bit by bit) No I'm still standing in I'm still standing in the need of prayer The need of prayer No, I don't know the path What kind of pith I've amassed Long lines of questions Lessons, lessons, lessons But hat do you do to concede? And yes it's hard to believe When em' sold for your sleeves Just come off your kneel Please, please, please I can admit to conceal No, that's not how that's sposed to feel Oh, no It's not for broader appeal Fuck the fashion of it, dear I laughed about it (Bit by bit, bit by bit) I laughed about it (Bit by bit, bit by bit) I laughed about it (Bit by bit, bit by bit) No