My sober life revolves around a lot of hot chocolate

And mad dashes out of target with it stashed under my armpit

I'm a nice fellow, but it's hard to quit

Tiny marshmallows once you've started

I know you have Prozac, don't act as though that

Last remark was so off-topic if your hands are in your pockets

Or you're rockin' out locked in a walk in closet

And I'm very proud to call y'all my target market

The ghosts of old razor blades said there could be a case to make

And I could use an 8 by 8 square foot space to pace

Barefoot and tied down is how I take my rainy days

I'll dress up as the maid and act amazed at all we brеak today

This time my medicine'll tastе good

And these fine things cried out in a daze could

Stand to be repeated, even after knees are even

With your hands and feet, I mean for us to grab a piece and eat it

[gasp]

In the Middle East

I bet that thing we invented is illegal

Which probably oughtta speak for its redeeming qualities

If you forget the steps, then just follow me

A final backflip eliminates the need for swallowing

[gasp]

Put up a Crockpot of meat

Spend a day in bed, get up at 10 when we gotta eat

Split lips and a limp are the cost of being gleefully accosted

And your teeth mean a lot to me

If I don't make my fix

I'm a cranky bitch

It takes space and time and not much left of mine'll fit

If you take a duck from my pond, I may not respond

There are days I can't see fuckin' shit because of it

I self sense with what should have been rejected words

If I were pressed, I couldn't spell what I said to her

If we could settle this, I guess I'll run better

Except every step left in my alphabet's a blood letter

Nah, forget it

Took a nice tune and wrecked it with a convoluted message

Uh, maybe it's true I'm just waiting to be excused

Then I'm back on the swing set no one's seen my shoes like:

"Dum dum da dum da dum dum dum dum dum"

Oh, may this man of many vices be a figure of resistance

May his cannibalistic cycles be quite slimming when they're vicious

If I have to pay the price, ill watch your lips to blow me kisses

Then I'll scramble up the light and haunt your visions with my image

Eyes and heart and skin is where it itches

And I'm glad to be alive, so let me wish for triple digits

If the [?] capsizes, I'll be living with the fishes

And I'll have to realized that I was really never listen-

Ugh