You can wait all night, I'll never stop complaining
As I look into those eyes I can't behave
'Cause this song's not right
It's the legend that your after
I'm occluded 'round the clock, a central shame

This is the writing of the whiner's bio
Who wants to win them over

I can relate when everything stays the same
To achieve gall and orders first

This jag, it's a positive force that won't budge
(We all join hands, the whistle blows)
These tastes of silver belong on a ship
(What's with this competition though?)
And if I had any language, it's yours
(Let's all join hands, the whistle goes)
This jag, it's a positive force that won't budge
(No need for competition though)

I can relate when everything stays the same
The answers are beneath you, sweet

This jag, it's a positive force that won't budge
(We all join hands, the whistle blows)
This is the writing of the whiner's bio
These tastes of silver belong on a ship
(What's with this competition though?)
That was the writing of the whiner's bio