When It Comes - Incubus

It’s comin’around again

they’re letting it out again, again.

It’s comin’around again

they’re letting it out again, again.

When it comes,

it comes abrupt.

When it feels, it feels like trading brains with an imbecile… for real.

Yes I feel emphatic about not being static

and not buying philosophies that are sold to me, at a steal.

Just when you thought it was safe to think,

in comes mental piracy!

What I’m looking for cannot be sold to me.

I wish they all would stop trying

cause’what I want and what I need,

is and will always be free.

It’s comin’around again

they’re letting it out again, again.

It’s comin’around again

they’re letting it out again.

When it comes,

it comes unannounced.

And it feels like a matador is taunting me with his reddest red cloth and I am the bull.

Yes I feel emphatic about not being static

and not eating the bullshit that’s being fed to me no more…

cause’now I’m full.

Just when you thought it was safe to think

in comes mental piracy!

What I’m looking for cannot be sold to me.

I wish they all would stop trying,

cause’what I want and what I need

is and will always be free.