Maybe you're a lot like me
Maybe not, and so we'll see
I don't want love, it's all I need
If love is god, than god is greed
Taken from the world,
There's nothing hungrier
Than when you were,
One with everything here
You're a lot like me,
Maybe not, and so we'll see
Playing with it all, begs the gun to give
Always crying, yes, always crying
Please don't make me move
Please don't make me move
My way to another one
Scared to death you'll do
My upbringing keeps me loose
Well, welcome to the show
Cause, you're so wonderful-full
Cause, you're so wonderful-full
A series of feelings that skirt
On the fringes of their births
If you catch them right
A picture of a tepid mistake
In a forest of slaves-
To the bending light
Retched and bemused by the lack-
Of a knowledge relaxed
By my greasy thumb
A horn in the back of my cough
As the warm stone unlocks for no one but I
Morning's always calling for the baby
Tuesday never really truly melts
It takes me why, the whole time,
Just to get it
And the evidence supports my right to yell
Quickly through the tree-trunks,
I believe them
The solitude i've reached has got one foot
It takes me why, the whole turn, just to get it
Nothing in the day to truly help
And if at first, you think
I'll always love you, I'll always love you
I only come apart in dreams
Until I fell down, until I fell down
It doesn't matter what you think
If it's real for you, then it's real for me
Just exactly how it is
Till you remember and then surrender
Yes, to the tail of that scream
So unnerving, you're always churning
Metal from the mouths of men
Yes, getting smaller, getting smaller
The numbers growing every day
It's getting harder, I'm seeing smaller
Please don't make me move
Please don't make me move my way
Through another one
Scared to death you'll do
Please don't make me move
Cause, you're so wonderful-full
Cause, you're so wonderful-full
Cause, you're so wonderful-full (scream)
Morning's always calling for the baby
And peace is always one way if way off
The poison I ingest is no more soothing
Than the parasites that cling to my entrails
Porky never made it home to mommy
Backwards made it all the way to hell
Morning's always calling for the baby
Cause there's nothing in the day to truly help