[Verse 1]
How the mind does shout for rest
When the body's shaking, yeah
Oh, this tightness in my chest
Still, your leaves I'm raking
Lord, is this a test?
Was it fun creating, yeah?
My god's a little sick
And he wants me gracious

[Chorus]
Who are you?
Who can say
It's okay to live through me?
Live to be
Part of me
You're a wrinkled magazine, yeah

[Verse 2]
Was it something that I said?
Was it a bit breaking? Yeah
I'm so selfish, paying your rent
While your blood I'm tainting

[Chorus]
You spend me
Like a tree
Dirty dollar bills for leaves
Dark in a sea
Of my seeds
And the tears on which you feed
[Post-Chorus]
You feed

[Bridge]
Your body is a temple
A dormant altar to where
Infantile men lie around
Pinching and nibbling
For a small piece of sanity
Of which you cannot give
Shame

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
Individuality
Buying penance with my soul
And a little heaven spent
Why the hell not take it?

[Chorus]
Thieves, parasites
Hide from life
You know they'll remember me
They are abhorred
In self-worth
All that matters much to me
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah