Cheating the NASA Space Physical Songtext
von Good Game

You change your mind almost as much
As you change clothes
So let′s settle down and figure out this situation

And we try new things
To see if our bodies were paying attention
And we try new foods
To see if our taste buds were paying attention
They were so acute

I don't need your diagnosis
And I don′t need your extroversion
To know I'm not perfect


And I'm taking up one problem at the time

It′s not an imbalance in hormones
But in chemistry
We never learned to balance those equations

And one day this body will fail me
Perhaps a symptom of my intolerance to catalytic changes
It′s all in my head, a psychosomatic chain of consequences
One might call disorder
I'm not afraid anymore of where I′ll be some years from now
Choice cereals is forever

I don't need your diagnosis
And I don′t need your extroversion