I'm from Dichotemy
Spiritual Lobotomy
Loving whats right, and doing what's wrong
Splitting my mind, I jump first head-long

I'm from a Spirit torn in two
Sometimes you cant have your cake and eat it too
Any decision better than none
Either which way my motives are spun

I'm from the Land of Milk and Honey
With enough effort theres usually money
But with time to think past where to get fed
My spirit is restless, it craves to be dead