... say it all - or even a little too much - about certain temporary states of mind.
Nina Kinert, "Beast"
Why do we always talk about things like these?
Why do we always hunt each other down?
Why do we always smoke those cigarettes?
And drink a lot of wine
I know the kind of beast that I've become
No, I don't always show my gratitude
And I don't always shut it when I'm spoken to
And I don't understand the things that you say
-- Anymore
I know it doesn't show that I love you
No, I don't always like when children laugh
And I don't give a damn about your 14-year old
But who am I trying to fool by acting this way?
I need a lot of wine
I know the kind of beast that I've become
from the album Pets & Friends.
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