Picture me in grease
My heart is yearning for the time
The goats are leaving as they please
The zebra screams half past midnight
From the ghosts of aviation
To the wind inside my chest
The caboose is such a shame
Salem witch trials in me

The flag is very high
Devouring knowledge like a crime
My eyes are focused on a fruit
I would attack you for your loot

Your bag is full of
Pieces of my heart
But you can’t see them
They blend in with bread crumbs

Point at higher towers
The litter’s on the floor
My mark is written on my hand
The chattel’s scribbled on the wall
I want to take it as it goes
The marts are settled on my chin
My ears are open to your eyes
Your spirit has kept me alive

My hiss is blurring
Go to the point where
We aren’t forever
Your fish are lonesome
Comfort them sometime
I am the fifth bite
I want to cry sight
No
Excuse
Find
Some room

I’m a little masterpiece
I’m a little masterpiece
I’m a little masterpiece
Oh my life is slowly changing

Leaving till the bones are alive
Freudian ecstasy sight
Grinding in the break of light
Shivering after the sight!
I’m a little masterpiece
Oh my life is thlowly change