Let's delve into the subconscious intestro-abortion Slowly bite and chew every miserable portion You exist or you rather persist! To screw your grin on every morning and enjoy it I can't take part in what I can't bare Naked in the crowd of Antonioni's fair And it's getting late and it's getting late I just want to sleep. want to sleep Incestual virtues distributed as truth Regurgitate everything that's been taught to you Just like motherbird did for you child So that you could survive and strive in the wild But that wasn't mother it was just an actress Who was stuck within her own social theatrics Just as you are! yes just as you are But as for me I am free Last Monday my face broke Their eyes had told me so They said that they know With a horror that made me choke