get a bit lethargic and
my heart is laced with arsenic
an arsonist i've seen in my dreams
it's a piece of me dissolved in acid
time to secure my assets
and i hate this part a lot
gotta call my accountant
show up dazed and confused
searching all over for my muse
slanting hard and my excuse is that
it's all merely a ruse
take a pleasure cruise,
the worst thing that you'll ever do
you know it's true
imagine all the people waitin in the crew
sand it down, don't clown with brown town
make found sound
pound the alarm like your life depends on it
wrote a message and i'm sending it
got this earth i'm bending it
pretending that it doesn't make me sick
what makes you click?
5 in the morning and i think about your dick
and i'll stab my eyes out with an ice pick
wonder if you'd miss your life if it passed you by
picked it up off the floor and tried it on for size
and it didn't really fit
wasn't really my style
took it off and flung it into the discarded pile