Maybe I am far too antiquarium wrapped up tight in my method and mythology I truly understand very little about me but that's because I was not born one of you
I love to tease and give them a glimpse of heaven for I have the right to express myself and by all that I stand by I never will stand down
My method is the madness of leaving my mythology, oh that little bird truly, if I am truthful it is far beyond comprehension
The ticking of my clocks and me trying to give all my lot I will never have an apology for my method and mythology