I'm off the rails I'm off the train I'm under water down the drain I'm off the spinner, spinning loud I'm just a gentle mushroom cloud I killed myself, came back to life Explored myself with a kitchen knife With a kitchen knife Get off my foot get off my chest My brain is bleeding curly flesh I'm running out of ways to be Choking on the analogy I'm turning water on and off And now I choke and now I cough And now I cough I'm rising high I'm in the clouds I'm disappearing in the crowds I'm running out of bloody meat I worship all my flaming sheets I'm turning out and I'm learning loud I'm dying free I'm really proud I'm undone to the maximum Ferocity to get really stung There's a radio in my throat And it plays all the best songs that I know And it plays all the best songs that I know And it plays all the best songs that I know There's a television in my brain And it plays all the best shows I'm in pain And it plays all the best shows I'm in pain And it plays all the best shows I'm in pain Radio In my head Radio In my head, head Radio In my head Radio In my head, head

See it in me deeper You can't get it any cheaper Roll around a little Take a hammer to your fiddle Swallow all the glass Bring a gun with you to mass Quietly observe All the numbers in your nerve Speak of everyway You can wear a black beret Burn yourself alive Bring the flames into the hive Run on empty back to back Screaming like a silverback Understand there are no signs There's nothing left to undermine hammer gun gorilla glass (rep) Breathe in all the fumes commit yourself to something soon take a dollar everytime that purple rat runs up your spine Go inside to be alone youre almost nothing on your own take a second to digest youre not the one who beats his chest and being not the mighty beast you must feel free to speak the least all the rest consuming hell have much to say but little to tell when it comes to oratory you will need a laboratory so build your words with silent care there are no hairs to split hammer gun gorilla glass (rep) and everything stopped meaning what it meant and was free to smash itself to bits dont kid yourself there are no hairs to split

So much hate So much love So much confusion So much absolution They say That if I go one way I can‘t go the other But I know that’s a crock And choose one I will not I’ll take all of ‘em Right here in front of me Cuz I’m that free Fuck your hang-ups Fuck your pride I’m full of your mistakes inside I’ll be whatever I want to be I’ll do whatever I want to do I’m an automatic duplicity I’ve got double-edged veracity Two headed Self-starter In love with the energy of hate But I’ve got so much more to lose I’ll take a dichotomy over a clean slate Oroboro Self-destructive Palindrome of me I’m untying the knot Cuz I never forgot You think you’ll choose One thing to rejoice in You’re one millionth of a man And when you get sick of that You’ll just move on to the next scam There is no way to tell Who’s divine and who’s in hell Except to see what they do When someone rings Pavlov’s bell I don’t pretend to be whole I know I’m incomplete But at least I know my boundaries And I stand on my own feet I’m second to your neurosis I know where I stand But in my own life I’m a dedicated man And I’m so damn free To consider authenticity In this world of distortions Truth is how you proportion it Two-headed beast That’s the world, I believe Every truth is double-sided Emphasize it don’t elide it I can’t stop Un-making your sense You think you’re some kind of authority Cuz you tilt your head and scorn me You think you’ve got it figured out But you’ve got nothing left to doubt In your little world it’s raining You’re only happy when you’re complaining You don’t respect me But I respect myself And I respect you too Cuz I don’t live in your kind of hell I’m two-headed But you’re just torn Between one petty loyalty And your next triviality I will accept ambiguity There is no truth to find Between the black and white lines There’s only shades of other people’s minds We will never run out Of single truths to be made That so-called sense you make of this world Where all your little facts will fade There’s just what you believe there is And I believe in nothing Yeah you think that I’m just bored Or that I’ve gotta think there’s something But the truth is all I see Are your factions on the TV And even your unknown political cults jump out of obscurity When I walk down the street Everybody’s got a message You’re just another voice you think that you’re in tune with the so-called masses What is this divinely heroic savior that you seek? Are you not yourself a part of the masses living for the workweek? But you judge us from afar Who is fit and who’s sub-par And it changes every week Your reification of the meek I swear my allegiance to nothing in existence the only truth I hold is that truth can’t be held amen.

Tons and tons of warbling Voices Box a few more for the road If you want this But you don’t, do you not? Cuz it stings you Like an insect wiggling In your skin And you know that you’re not In the jungle But it feels just so In the tunnel Sliding down burning slopes To the bottom Of your bone, charred ivory In bloody water What is this Fleshly hammer In my bone What is this Stiff laughter In my heart What is this Gushing irony From my skin What is this Sticky stinger In my wing I admit there’s no program There’s no sense I am cradle I am hammock For the end Fluent garbage spoken me In the basement But it hurts to be the one Bleeding nonsense And I wish it was clear What the sky said When I was born to the heathen And the head Like a bee sting In the evening Like a wasp Like a wasp Like a wasp (rep)

It puts me in a jar It puts me in a jar It puts me in a jar No it does no it does no it does It puts me in a jar No it does no it does no it does I’m under The TV I’m inside Your speakers I’m trapped in A CD Unwrap me From your bleeding flesh Okay then, it’s a little More colorful Than I imagined But it’s still Like hell In the airtight On the spare flight I’m out there With the white noise (rep 8x) With the white noise With the white noise It puts me in a jar No it does no it does no it does It puts me in a jar No it does no it does no it does I’m out there With the white noise (rep 8x)