Seems to start from the bottom
all sense is lost
illusionist with the glass teeth
afraid they'll break on me
so I don't show em off
I'm mr. knowitall
why would i ever talk
await obey the things I think
i'm wrong
I'm in the Parthenon
Greek god of doin harm
from now until forever
I'll talk
I'll talk
I'll walk into the fire
Burn all i can't unsee
dehydrate the toxic
or whatever will make me free
Now I'm a chatterbox
teeth break & sprain my tongue
why can't I just shut up
and await obey the things you think
I'm on
The beat of a different drum
can't even tap along
from now until forever
I'm off