Bear said he saw
It as paper thin
But now a million sheets
Can hold it in

They’d ripped and thrown
Out each new page
Because now the old machine
Don’t work the same

???
Couldn't breathe from laughing
Cut off their thumbs as a joke
???

Home degenerated
So now they live here
Where they can stay alone
On whatever they’re on

Either snipped or stained
By what can’t be held down
And i don’t know anything
That stays around

They level off
And obey the sun
When it leaves for the evening
Everyone becomes anyone
It came as death
Or it came as a glow
But there might be a grip on whatever makes
Things get wet

Either snipped or stained
By what can’t be held down
And i don’t know anything
That stays around