Mary Jane

Yep, she's at it again

Like that voice in my head since way back when

We started as friends, I parted with ends

It used to depend on what the mood was, if we got our groove on

For her, it was smoother, roll a soother

Made me not wanna lose her, sweet seducer

Kept the future at bay for an afternoon, there's laughter too

Type of thing she's asking you

Seek half-truths with no proof, but we're fine with that

I'd be surprised to find the time elapsed

My mind relaxed in her presence

We're trapped in the present and lacking any evidence of common sense

On and on it went, until it was a non-event

To even ponder if we were spending too much time together

When it seemed we only spent as much time as ever

Couldn't have forever and timed it

Better, had a better time, forget it

In the end, I felt kind of indebted, why did I let it

Turn from a fling into a relationship?

Making me patient with, uh, just about anything

Like Anakin, I feel the force within you

I've been through a thin tube and water cooled

Who's the gear off? Should I clear off and get the clear eyes?

Is that a copper nearby? I'm gonna double back

She says relax, so I do what she says

And it seems that's entirely satisfactory

My olfactory senses begin to peak

And her scent is intriguing indeed

It's the breather I need, a seed that's in green

In hi-def widescreen, nah mean?

Seems that I'm the man and in control, huh

And now she's handing me the bowl

Too much of anything makes you an addict

Too much of anything makes you an addict

Too much of anything makes you an addict

So chuck the seeds and believe we about to eat the fruits of passion

Why not eat the full ration and wave at the passing ships?

Yo, I'm asking this question over and over

I know what I know, yo, I know that I know her

But we don't know the future, promote the new shit

Just to feel closer to the great unknown

Sneak a peak at the next page and the next day

I got a text saying "Please refresh me"

On our parlay, if you pardon me, it's a part of me

To the point where you can fucking harvest me

Half a tree, half shark, alligator, half man, that's me

Catch me on the corner of Botany and Gardiners

Yet you have to look harder, 'cause I'm hidden in the foliage

Like down where the mould lives under the old bridge

Too much of anything makes you an addict

Too much of anything makes you an addict

Too much of anything makes you an addict