Too Much Spice
You never used to care for fancy new obsessions
You never used to have a reason to be bored
Now you indulge yourself with new ways of possession
Now you indulge yourself and your feelings are ignored
And you're coloring your life with too much spice
There was a time, there was a place, there was a reason
There was a situation comfortable for you
You've tasted everything in this here bag of season
But now you're bored and you've run out of things to do
And you're coloring your life with too much spice
You don't see anything your eyes are so revealing
They're sharply focused on looking for a thrill
You've turned so numb you never notice any feeling
Your thoughts are dead and you've still got some time to kill
And you're coloring your life with too much spice
Demasiado Condimento
Nunca solías preocuparte por las nuevas obsesiones elegantes
Nunca solías tener una razón para aburrirte
Ahora te complaces con nuevas formas de posesión
Ahora te complaces y tus sentimientos son ignorados
Y estás coloreando tu vida con demasiado condimento
Hubo un tiempo, hubo un lugar, hubo una razón
Había una situación cómoda para ti
Probaste de todo en esta bolsa de sazón
Pero ahora estás aburrido y te has quedado sin cosas que hacer
Y estás coloreando tu vida con demasiado condimento
No ves nada, tus ojos son tan reveladores
Están enfocados en buscar emoción
Te has vuelto tan insensible que no notas ningún sentimiento
Tus pensamientos están muertos y aún tienes tiempo para matar
Y estás coloreando tu vida con demasiado condimento