Come hold my plastic�
We are much like dentistry
Inner thigh
Fearing groin
I was expecting some sort of piece in your plastic chair
We can look like a scarecrow in your plastic gown
Inherited cancer
Inherited hypochondria
you and the doctors can just....
In out
I�ve been seeing different doctors
I�ve been feeling in plastic
plastic
ive been nightmaring about some sci � fi fantasy
who are you
I dont know how to handle tooth ache
the spoon fed
THE forks are running around . . .
the knives are still
Im crockery collecting . . . ill save you from plastic table
wear and CHAIRS
Ill save me from
Take cover
The holes are open
I hope eye hole never oblique
[ Something inchoherent ]
you are not what you seem
you are not what you see
[he wont sit still]
[you are not what you see]
Take your hands
Take your hands to the sea
Wash the salt water away
I spent yesterday
Researching
Purely
The rooms they�ve been pleading
Asking someone to believe
Neither them
Nor me
Flies more like a wasp flapping its wing for anorexic novelist
Spiderman with all his bees will never ever rescue me
You�re lacking sawdust
You�re lacking
Electric stutter pervert says
Electric stutter pervert said
Roar
If you�re the hive then i'm the bee run run run away
Got climbing frames of hallway light
Can�t know what�s near, can�t help but collide
She says we'll be alright as far as I
Never believe in spaces on lines
We're building homes
For better lives
The walls record,
The walls revise
Keep filling her mouth
Even though she�s full
With fingers for thumbs
And piss poor gums
Start going blue
Like the drowning
Like the drowning
Like the drowning
Never arrive back home
And I've got the king
And I've got the king
And the monarchy�ll burn
For the sins they�ve done
To my backyard
To my backyard
To my backyard
To my backyard
To my backyard
What�s that smell?
What�s that smell?
That smell�s gasoline and your dreams
On gravitons we'll fly, so speak through my mailbox
I'll meet you inside, just shout through my mailbox
They can�t take me outside
In winter months
I keep myself entertained
With the end
With the end of time
Stop her complaining
She�s driving me crazy
She�ll only reply in
Numbers and names
Read between the lines
Of signs that need painting
That don�t lead to anywhere
But werewolves and werewolves and.