the life that I would have to live
to get out of the life that I have been living
requires more life than I have life to give
and more time than I was given

there is a rock bottom
Id just got comfortable
when the **** fell out
now Im on a spike in hells basement
spit roasted flayed filleted
wishing I was back where Id started
with a life I still cared about

I spent me evening on the receiving end of a crap rap song
with a strap in me face an me back door gone
both the entrance and the exit if youre following on
coz five balaclavas and a glock got the block wrong

dont denigrate the naysayer
for saying what he sees
while you may not believe your eyes
belief is not to be believed
nothing real needs proving
but everything real can be
there is no need for blind devotion
when with your eyes open you simply see

where would bundy be
in the media age
presenting daytime tv
from the presidential stage
calling aileen out
for her feminist ways
fighting chikitilos foreign policy
tooth and nail

lost myself
in the mire of my mind
up to my eyeballs
in closed in horizons
cant trust my senses
seek and ye shall find
left me defenceless
relentlessly demented

aimed for the sun
found the ground
floundered rolling uphill
rolled back down
could have been a king
ended up a clown
stuck on this labyrinthine
merry go round