In my lap
Milk in a saucer
I'm the cat
That killed curiosity
Before it could attack

In my head
Board in my bed
Knocking against the walls
Nothing to do
But fall to sleep
I'd rather dream
Than fiend for something
That'll never be
In my hands

In my brain
My soul complains
It's trapped
In the flesh of my heart
Aches

It begs for a heaven
But hell if it knows
Where that is

In my end
It begins
To create
A lifes death
So it could live

I turn on the dark
So I could see the light
Switch

And the root of all money
Scratches my palms funny
For the price of evil
Only costs a man