| Nose on the floor, still suckin' the silt | |
| Seven car brainwreck skewered with guilt | |
| I'm up to my throat tho' I'm standin' on stilts | |
| The spirit is wilting and the flesh is on the tilt | |
| The strain is showing as the veins pop outta the side of the head | |
| They burst, bloodying the pristine driven snow | |
| Dribbling in burning tributaries all the way down to San Antone | |
| Next stop your primal prognosis | |
| And you're prostrate prone | |
| The waste of humanity and my times past permeate, nay, clog the air | |
| Cling to my clothes and cloud my vision | |
| Decay my inner ear | |
| Every wasted word and useless moment crowds around | |
| To remind you of your own futility | |
| Remind you of your lack of mobility | |
| Soundwaves clog the eyes and air in retribution for their misuse | |
| They never dissapate - they just go to hell to regroup | |
| It ain't the heat, it's the taint of humanity | |
| It ain't my humility, it's the man in me | |
| And it be screamin' | |
| Get out | |
| I want out | |
| Get out | |
| I want out | |
| Get out | |
| I need | |
| Release | |
| Say a prayer | |
| Say a prayer for my death | |
| Say a prayer... say a prayer | |
| Say a prayer for my death | |
| Sideburn and napalm aftershave headache | |
| Fleshpowder dust and pryin' dry skinflakes offa the scalp | |
| With the business end of a crowbar | |
| Went clean thru to the brain | |
| Wet right thru and pruny | |
| Right thru the pituitary | |
| Scales of my skin float thru the air like motes of dust | |
| They clog your nostrils when you breathe | |
| I scrape them outta ma nose with an icepick | |
| I don't find it necessary | |
| To take responsibility | |
| Bullshit is obligatory | |
| Daily life is dysentery | |
| Escape this earthly Alcatraz | |
| Get out of this penitentiary | |
| Crawl out of this century | |
| Crack this c-c-c-cavity | |
| I could see eternity | |
| I could see eternity | |
| I could see eternity | |
| I could see eternity | |
| I could see eternity | |
| I could see eternity | |
| I need | |
| Release | |
| It all comes crowdin' back at you | |
| And man it's ugly | |
| No wonder you write escape clauses on the heads of needles | |
| Carry monkeys and chase them dragons | |
| And dig five hundred foot tunnels with a spoon | |
| I don't find it necessary | |
| To take responsibility | |
| Bullshit is obligatory | |
| Daily life is dysentery | |
| Escape this earthly Alcatraz | |
| Git out of this penitentiary | |
| Crawl out of this century | |
| Crack this c-c-c-cavity | |
| I could see eternity | |
| I could see infinity | |
| I could see eternity | |
| I need | |
| Release | |
| Say a prayer |
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