Why can't I see That I am the "me" That I was born into And what's the source of you? In your head, in your head, in your head And yet you believe it's true Well, you do Like you knew anything, never ever Well, this disease is defined by its treatment You people make me sick Parlance of imbalanced cambia's been challenged at best AstraZeneca's just theoretical Prints of your fingers in the Rorschach jigsaw Say you saw a treasure map Straight-jacket and tie, psychiatric supply While we tragically try to fit into a trap, but Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions I'm done relaxing oh, I am a chemical reaction Bienvenidos a la villa de arañas españas Where the sentimental value of the city around you Is deleted obsolete and still completely will stun you I'm tripping like klutz and I'm rolling like thunder I'm a snot nosed pothead playing with matches A rotten spot of mold with my hands on a cactus My mouth is dry and my eyes are red I'm chewing on the sand 'cause the desert's in my head Who'd want to belong to anyone? I mean, what do people even do? So if you love me, let me let you go, my love, so I can be no one When Chuang-Tzu awoke, he sat up almost choking Spat out a butterfly and said "Five more minutes, please? You wouldn't believe the dream I just had I mean, you were there, and you were there And you were there, and you were there, and you were there" I guess it's just something people do I noticed that the sunshine is a gaslight I'm hoping that this one might be my past life My Lord, I know enough to get my facts right Well, that's good enough for me And everything and everyone will die soon And we'll have nothing left for us to lie to No matter what we'll seek you'll never find the truth And that's good enough for me So give me that old time religion Give me that old time religion Give me that old time religion That's good enough for me So give me that old time religion Give me that old time religion Give me that old time religion Well, that's good enough for Not enough for Good enough for Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions I'm done relaxing oh, I am a chemical reaction Worms and apples