The amazing art you do
The amazing art you do
I could make some art me too
I could make some art
I could try real hard
Me too

Ohhhh noooo
Don't you make an enemy of them
Angels
Don't you ever hurt your only friend

Well don't you know that
I own you
I own you
I own you, believer!

Yes daddy
I am just your slave
A symphony
That you orchestrate
Keep me down

Yeah keep it all a secret
Keep me down

All the disparate faiths
All the separate ways
All the different waves
Splash a splash a splash
Make me cave

All the disparate faiths
All the separate ways
All the deaths we fake
Laugh, I laugh, I laugh
Ain't it great?

I was adopted
It don't happen that often
But it keeps a pretty gap
I'll get off of your lap

I was adopted
I was, I was adopted
It keeps a pretty gap
Sometimes it makes me laugh



I DON'T FIT
I DON'T GIVE A ****
DIE FOR ME
AND LIVE IN MY ARMPIT

Pick up on my message
It is nothing

If you ever felt aglow
Then it would come around, inducting

Itself...
Not you
Leading to
A vacuum

And you'd have to perceive something
So that's them
The perfect strumming!

**** women you'll never know
All the talents you'll never sew
But they'll insist it's not a myth
Oh no, it's fact, oh no, no no!

Joy necessitates
A shadow
Follow me into
The meadow
Now there needs to be
A wasteland
Don't you curse the grass
Where we stand
Please pick up your feet
You slacker
You must feel the heat
Of my slur
That's how we afford
The music
Which never really was
That useful...

Oh, I'm jealous of Gabriel...

"If you really wanted that, you would have worked for it"

Said Michael.

Don't you see what's going on here?

We are already going to work for everything
We're ever going to get.

If I really wanted to, I would have worked for it...
Oh, please!!

Yeah right!

I wanted things in earnest
You perceived it,
And having structured my reality for me
You brought me shame

Commissioned the Rolling Stones...

And said to me,

"You can only blame yourself"

There is only one person
Who knows reality

And that
I am entirely certain
Is me.

supposition:
derivative external beings
characterized by the tension of being selfless
that is,
people who mainly give
they don't ask for much
they don't often take.

THAT IS,
those who sit opposite the narcissists
those who are tight to ego-lessness

What these words might put them through

strung along on the same series
INCLUDED in the same TOTALITY

they never pride themselves on their egoless state

this poem is meant to drive them insane

I was also a baby who died

Included in my last breath was an innocent child
The last breath of everything, yes
We are all narcissists

And the narcissist who is suffering because of a selfish state
Is more humble than you are
When you feel good about being selfless.

Hello little fetus
There's a soundproof wall between us

But I wish I could tell you
What an insane world
You're part of

We're so obsessed with ideas
Like saying it's worth it
But I wish I could tell you
How truly crazy your birth is.

Just by natural forces--
And you'll learn where the source is--
They will tell you you've wronged them
No, you can't just enjoy this

Oh, there's no one to save you
But so many will blame you
While you understand all this
Is folded up there
In your little shape,
Waiting to be born.