There's a slice in my neck It's been there since before i was born I was breathing like a fish in a womb In a tank full of fluid I did nine months Till the doc cut me loose My mother was filled with popcorn Soaked in strawberry hill boones Every day is like the first But with a harder head Every day is like the first But with a harder head That slice in my neck It's oozing jelly clear as glass Between my finger and my thumb It'll stretch for inches between the bones Every day is like the first But with a harder head Every day is like the first But with a harder head