Kinda shoulda tried so much harder
Pushed through every razor...

Whispers "it's all in her head"
From behind my back...

Hey there Mr Monkey where've you been
Been out amongst the stars too long...

Put yourself inside the six
Reach down and pull up the zipper on my skin...

I'm laughing, are you serious?
You don't have the conviction to be with us...

Hiding in a night
Cracked like glass...

No more glass
Through which we view...

So I have bled for you
You who do not care...

A fairy tale for forgotten children
The story teller tending a dying flame...

As another sun rises
On another broken daughter...

I form these words
Beneath oceans...

If I were an ocelot
I'd spend my days catching flies...