Reggae-influenced song about certain actions committed in certain mental states

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A strange song where the verses, somber and slow fixating mostly on a confrontationally sexual moment, explode into a semi-anthemic frustrated punk chorus. It's a juxtaposition of jagged emotions, though I would kick my ass if I took that description seriously. One of the first 3 songs written, longtime band annoyance due to it's 311 resemblance in the beginning stages.

In circles she moves
Now it’s very quiet
These things will be left unsaid
Not too late or too soon
I won’t change a damn thing
Like a rock standing still
Forever always she will

Undefined and so unknown
Don’t know why it’s in my bones
Undermined and given up
Don’t know why but it’s never enough

At first it may seem
Driven by an
Adolescent phase that took too long
But the sound of the screams
Shakes me free from the dream
And reminds me of how I was born
With blood on my hands

Undefined and so unknown
Don’t know why it’s in my bones
Undefined and so unknown
Don’t know why it’s in my bones
Underlined, scarred and cracked
Hell will never take me back

Cut my breath, she’s awake
And alive that’s a mistake
You see it every day and you
Won’t do a goddamn thing

Undefined and so unknown
Don’t know why it’s in my bones
Undermined and given up
Don’t know why but it’s never enough

Undefined and so unknown
Don’t know why it’s in my bones