I'm a hunger artist come feel my bones Through metal railings, a cage at home All the women and children fascinate in me Fascinations end in obsessive tendencies The complex fallacy of our own ecstasy The grip of all your real lives crashing climacting Such selfish living put out here on show Shattered cancatenations and the monotonous tones Our lives crashing in To each other When did we begin? How many of you want to rule yourselves? Want to dominate me and control my health This inward living the state so fraudulent I feel so sick from affectless abandonment I'm a hunger artist this is my wife But where is my anger? Where is my child? Their ashen faces so sunken and hollow And when I look at you the car crash inside explodes Our lives crashing in To each other Inward collisions