Misery evolves like it means business so -
Rant and stink and flex and ping
Let go of dead monkey strings, tweeze out your inner self from outer hell
You are only who you think you are
I'm nothing solid I'm a part
I'm as guilty as the rest
And yet there's nothing to regret
You think you free to never be
Let go of prisons never seen
when the custard hits the shed
I say I think therefore I'm dead
Mystery revolves like it seems weird now to -
Stay or leave or die or breathe
Lay down and take it easy I'll be your magazine and cup of tea
You are only who you think you are
I'm nothing solid I'm a part
I'm as guilty as the rest
And yet there's nothing to regret
You think you free to never be
Let go of prisons never seen
when the custard hits the shed
I say I think therefore I'm dead
Where from here? ( Ha Ha I'll get you in the end)
Our time is near ( And you think I am your friend)
Save yourself ( Ha Ha I'll get you in the end)
And all your friends ( And you thought I was your friend)
Misery unsolved like it seems clear now so -
Rant and stink and flex and ping
Angels of heaven and hell fear not your time is wood and wood is cum
You are only who you think you are
I'm nothing solid I'm a part
I'm as guilty as the rest
And yet there's nothing to regret
You think you free to never be
Let go of prisons never seen
when the custard hits the shed
Let's say we think therefore we're dead