[Eyedea]

I’m getting in my

I’m getting in my

I’m getting in my

I’m getting in my scary state

It’s only happening yesterday - I can barely wait

Carry the weight, don’t bury me - I’m awake

Don’t be scared of me, be prepared for me -

I taste the same way every parody tastes

So marry me, wait -

Bury me under the lake and carry me to fate and make me feel like I’m not fake

Make me feel like I really have a face

Make me taste, ‘cos right about now - I don’t taste -

My taste buds are fighting eachover over the same negative space -

It’s repetitive waste and yet, I face - my tidal and my fate -

The tidal waves won't crash me today

I won't let ‘em take me, because it’s mine now I’ve got my life jacket -

It’s called rubbing you with a smile

And all I’ll do it is once

Because I don’t have enough time to reconstruct all the things that fuck me up -

And if I did I’d say good luck - you can see me in the sky -

I guarantee one day your plight’ll get stuck

What? Broken, open; molten lava

The same thing that’ll watch ya, until it’s got ya

And the second it’s got ya; it’s gotta do it’s thing

That means the monsters in the bad dreams; you know; the bad scenes