I don't need it at the foot of my bed anymore, and
invitations of "friends" like
howling wolves at the door.
We're bent backs at the bar,
we see them slide in from
afar, what are we in public
for? So we take the bar home,
cuz we can't stand the smell
anymore. So I light up in a
field a gasoline scarecrow. Although I frighten no foes.
The only bones rattling were
my own. It was a good life.
Most time wasted. At least
you had fun. You don't need
it, so you live alone and
that's OK, but you're pulling
more plugs and it's harder to
talk to you now a days. Have
you taken your pills today?
Have we taken our pills today, is your head OK?
Playing dead in the shower
for more than an hour, it's
gonna be awhile. So I light
up in a field your gasoline
scarecrow. Although I
frighten no foes. The only bones rattling were my own.
It is behind me. It is
unreal. It is behind me.
Become unreal. A new
beginning, a new beginning. I
want youth in my life forever
and ever again.