They took everything you want Wrapped it in a box, locked it in a key Made of high rise stucco walls, Polyester guards moving out of sync Hurt with curtain rod swords Shields of cardboard, (a two wheeled steed?) I stormed the cul de sac To get things back on track Bring you what you need You would do the same for me But I might have lost my mind I can never show you what you gave to me A shape n' form of make believe I wouldn't want to stay here in my incomplete Shaken up realities I'll give everything I've got to fill a canyon with useless debris From plastic foliage, collected catalogs, and other figurines I would sentence everyone, over 21, to the guillotine Cuz they never understood Our neck of the woods and what it all could mean This is not a game for me But I might have lost my mind I can never show you what you gave to me A shape n' form of make believe I wouldn't like to stay here in my incomplete reality Shaken up realities, shaking up reality You would do the same for me But I might have lost my mind I can never show you what you gave to me A shape n' form of make believe I wouldn't like to stay here in my incomplete Shaken up realities I really like to be there when you raise for me A shape n' form of make believe I wish I could just warn you what my death will be Shaken up realities, shaking up reality