Intro
Sentences, yeah!
Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhh, haha
Um, Why?
Think, yeah, yeah!
Never ending

Chorus
I tell my sentences to run
Because when I come I use them to kill
I use them as a gun but just for some fun and the thrill
What's one hundred more puns if they're done for my will?
I-I know it's Mon-day but I love drugs that's just how I feel

Verse 1
It's these elephants in the sky
That float there and cry
That make me sit inside
And ponder the question, Why?
Why, I, am a human?
But feel like a mutant
My brain is stuck inside of Confucius confusion
Therefore my thought is illusion
Eyes attracted to movement and lumens
And as a student of Newton
I'm watching things fall into place
Spend most of my days with a riddled face
Never move with haste, just a gracious pace, can't make mistakes
Don't call me hip, I ain't got time to waste (waist)
I have too many verses to be space
How does a mind never quit?
It can learn every wit
But not expand to infinite
Are sensations just a trick?


Chorus
I tell my sentences to run
Because when I come I use them to kill
I use them as a gun but just for some fun and the th-thrill
What's one hundred more puns if they're done for my-my will?
I-I-I-I know it's Mon-day but I love drugs that's how I feel

Verse 2
What does it mean when I, when I, when I dream?
Is it my head trying to scream?
"Help me! Help me! I need to get out
I can't take anymore of this route
I'm a trout swimming upstream in a drought
I can't even shout
And everyday I'm stuck in a cave
I can't escape this maze
I have to dream
I have to get out of this thing
I'm getting old
I'm all wrinkly
I have to travel
I have things to see
I have to unravel
I have to breathe
I'm buried alive
This is a nightmare
It's day in and day out it feels like a light year
I'll wait till he's asleep then sneak out his right ear
But I'll kill him if I leave, he needs me right here
I'll suffer another day
To take his thoughts and illustrate
Dots to line thoughts to display
His point of view to portray
He's got a lot to say
He's been working me like a slave
I hope he smokes pot today
I need a break from this pace

Chorus
I tell my sentences to run
Because when I come I use them to kill
I use them as a gun but just for some fun and the-the th-thrill
What's one hundred more puns if they're done for my-my will?
I-I-I-I know it's Mon-day but I love drugs that's how I feel