You shot me out like confetti from the canon
But you never intended to clean up the mess
Already shed my dress
And the scientist will never find the holy grail
The words impaled as I lit another flame
Hid my tail between my legs
And slept in fetal position
I beg for inquisition, instead I got a lousy photograph
A freakish silhouette defines now who I am
Amid all the loud, happy sounds, all I hear are church bells
A death knell and a dirge that fell on its sword
You took my moon away, but you never tasted its core
So plant some seeds of memory
Cause my daydreams haunt me
And the taper has almost reached the floor

I bet you could sense my frustration at your hesitation
It wasn't like before...
You treat me like a pig who can't see the sky
But really I'm just a zebra with crooked stripes
You used to be like me- afraid to sleep alone
Now you're just setting traps to win the rhino's horn
Or are you the leech, with thirty-two brains
Who isn't ashamed to **** my blood for your gain
Or have you become like the common jellyfish,
Whose sting hurts like hell and who's a little heartless

Never lollipops or blood
Just sounds reverberating
But I no longer can
Trust you in silence
Oh, no no no
It's happened
Your brain caught up to them
And you let go of my hand
I bit into the candy and it tasted metallic
I bet you find that ironic
But I really thought you'd understand
But with all your degrees and social needs
That wasn't part of our plan
So I'll let go of this
Until we meet again
If we meet...
If we meet...
In a sea of broken glass
Don't pretend
To wash the cuts on my feet

Saturn wrote me a letter
But it ended up in your mailbox
I thought all your doors were open
Now you're just another lock I can't pick

The definition of hustler has changed
The original was more gangster than any
Of these rappers could ever imagine

(There's fruit loops falling all around me
But all I remember is grandma's house
Familiar but somehow tainted)

I need a spiritual insurance policy
While they all seek common currency
The fruit of divine questions
Can't be found in the light of pale society

Every three days I resurrect
Penetrating the mystery
But I die in every moment
Cause I can't change history

He said you must deny yourself
In order to come to Him
You must not traffic in souls
But give freely to those who sin

Struggling with Eros
And its hedonistic ways
Consumed by the monster
In the self-love battle haze

Human weakness is a fact
But we all have different plights
You may think you're an island
But you're a continent in Christ

Just do it
The world will be a better place
To be strong is to be weak
Tomorrow is just a phase
They hate your guts
And they hate your outsides
So easy to attack
When the cause seems justified
Oh, no
The outsider stands
With his heart and his eyes in his hand
They talk in code
They call you a boy
When bodies change
Souls become unemployed
Well, speak that word again
And I might just fall off the face of the earth again
You're positively 4th street
And when the doors meet, I see
Charlie Manson eating strawberry ice cream
And when will the colors bleed
Oh, yeah
The outsider stands
With his heart and his eyes in his hand
Bad vibrations coming from
Every corner of a compass
Didn't know life was a contest
Don't want to be an object
Don't want to compete on the world stage
But as always, all I've got is this page
And a dead dream- there's a hole in the clouds-
I see it floating

I know I did you wrong
Can't explain it in a song
I asked God to strike me dead
Shooting stars had other plans
What else can I say
Maybe earth is just not in my DNA

And maybe I come from a place
Filled with myths of decay
And all the biblical horrors
Don't come close to my sorrow
How else can I grow
If I'm not in the audio afterglow

It's like aqua seafoam shame
Cause there's no on else to blame
Except mine lacks a color
I'm in the boat without a rudder
What else can I do
Except count the constellations two by two

I'm running with lungs full of smoke
Because I am the local joke
I'm running out of air to breathe
Tenderness is what I need
But what else can I feel
When the rain is just evaporated tears

I'm searching for the moment in space
Where my head and my heart match my face
Roll with the punches, leave a scar
Cause I'm tied to dying fish and angry Mars
To whom should I hail
When the fourth dimension lifts its veil

(Jack & Jill fetched the pail
And the universe inhaled)