Thistle twisted and tired inside Burned out but trying to make up my mind Pushing your buttons and pulling my strings Threading my ego and stitching your wings Now the monster keeps changing Yellow big eyes Just doesn't scare me I'm used to the stench I remind you of something you're after before I remind you of someone you lied to anymore Armchair adventures and passing through time Changing the channels Avoiding the slime I'm dreading the sunrise of the heroic hand dryer Monster keeps changing Yellow big eyes Pressure for posture King of the lies Not scared of dying But you're scared of real life Choices are praying or mowing the lawn Dyslexic sentences sounding all wrong