Why can't I see
That I am the "me"
That I was born into
And what's the source of you?
In your head, in your head, in your head
And yet you believe it's true
Well, you do
Like you knew anything, never ever
Well, this disease is defined by its treatment
You people make me sick
Parlance of imbalanced cambia's been challenged at best
AstraZeneca's just theoretical
Prints of your fingers in the Rorschach jigsaw
Say you saw a treasure map
Straight-jacket and tie, psychiatric supply
While we tragically try to fit into a trap, but
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions
I'm done relaxing oh, I am a chemical reaction
Bienvenidos a la villa de arañas españas
Where the sentimental value of the city around you
Is deleted obsolete and still completely will stun you
I'm tripping like klutz and I'm rolling like thunder
I'm a snot nosed pothead playing with matches
A rotten spot of mold with my hands on a cactus
My mouth is dry and my eyes are red
I'm chewing on the sand 'cause the desert's in my head
Who'd want to belong to anyone? I mean, what do people even do?
So if you love me, let me let you go, my love, so I can be no one
When Chuang-Tzu awoke, he sat up almost choking
Spat out a butterfly and said
"Five more minutes, please? You wouldn't believe the dream I just had
I mean, you were there, and you were there
And you were there, and you were there, and you were there"
I guess it's just something people do
I noticed that the sunshine is a gaslight
I'm hoping that this one might be my past life
My Lord, I know enough to get my facts right
Well, that's good enough for me
And everything and everyone will die soon
And we'll have nothing left for us to lie to
No matter what we'll seek you'll never find the truth
And that's good enough for me
So give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
That's good enough for me
So give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Well, that's good enough for
Not enough for
Good enough for
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions
I'm done relaxing oh, I am a chemical reaction
Worms and apples