I hope this finds you hanging out in better health
Some are liars just like me
I can't apologize enough to save myself
Possess your purist tendencies
I saw the good in hope, the feeling passed as quick
I ain't no fuckin' Socrates
Can't see the future baby, I'm no psychic
My crystal ball is just crystal-y

My thoughts are scattered out somewhere in the grass
' ' detectives they can't find
Oh when I'm lost i guess that's all that's in the past
I can't find no peace of mind
The laws avoid me evеn in the light
Do I carry nothin' but disease
My vеins are filled with (huh!) heavy pesticide
Non-toxic, that's not guaranteed

The static slums are hanging out beneath the bridge
The one between loss and desire
They're playing sword-fight with the [?]
Will they explore or expire

Wo-oah, Wo-oah
There's no more mirrors for you I know
I just can't to say the truth but there it goes
There's no more mirrors for you I know