I tell myself what I already told me
Told myself 'bout a dozen times
See it's like I'm in someone Who hates me
I'm looking out through His eyes
Tell you what I got no legs to stand on
I keep screaming at the messenger
I know thinking got me into this mess now
But can it get me out of here...
I threw myself out a 1000 times
To seperate body from mind
But you know I didn't give a damn
I'm gonna be just who I am
Standing on the curb I'm a one man party
I think it's over but I know it's not
Screaming all the things I don't wanna know about me
Like I recieved a postcard from god
Some need a wild and mythic idol
To represent their boring lives
All I got is this indigenous cycle
It's all me, myself and I
Even the most terrible battles
You leave some places untouched
If my whole world is upside down
I'll come around – I must...