this isn't my life
today i'm somebody else
there is a constant pulsing
coming from somewhere
can u hear it?
can u hear it?
ghosts in a dream world
all friendly sickly bartenders
smiling to me as I walk past
with gravestone teeth
canary yellow eyes
can u see them?
can u see them?
hair of copper wires
a multicolored fusebox heart
i only hear my intenstines
while they work
I keep walking
Don't be a mouse, be a lion
