A peacebone got found in the dinosaur wing
I've been jumping all over but my views are slowly shrinking
I was a jugular vein in a juggler's girl
I was supposedly leaking the most interesting colors
While half of my fingers are dipped in the sand
You progress in letters, but you're used to cooking broccoli
The other side of take out is mildew on rice
And an obsession with the past is like a dead fly
Only a few things are related to the "old times"
Then we did believe in magic and we did die
It's not my words that you should follow, it's your insides
You're just an inside
Adjust your insides
You're just an inside
I'll bet the monster was happy when they made him a maze
'Cause he don't understand intentions, he just looks at a face
I'll bet the bubbles exploded to tickle the bath
All the birds are very curious, all the fish are at the surface
With half of me waiting for myself to get calm
I'm like a pelican at red tide, I'm a corpse, I'm not a fisherman
And a blowout does not mean I will have a good night
'Cause an obsession with the past is like a dead fly
And just a few things are related to the "old times"
When we did believe in magic and we did die
It's not my words that you should follow, it's your insides
You're just an inside
Adjust your insides
You're just an inside
I start in a hose and I'll end in a yard
When I feel like I'm stealing I can't keep myself from hearing God
Only the taste of your cooking can make me bow on the ground
It was the clouds that carved the mountains
It was the mountains that made the kids scream
Oh well she bore all her parts but she never was found
You think "I'll carve a path through new york
And be an artist", but are you anything?
Then you find out you can't ask a baby to cry
And an obsession with the past is like a dead fly
And just a few things are related to the "old times"
When we did believe in magic and we did die
It's not my words that you should follow, it's your insides
You're just an inside
Adjust your insides
You're just an inside