[Verse 1: Doseone]
Out for the view..
I can gather myself once as a very fairly small human
Mouth made out of glass. i am my habitat
Antidote and what ripped his face off wasn't even a pain killer
Faceless and a boyish numb uncomfortable, he can't sit
Artificial day skeleton keeps him up all night (up all night)
Puts himself away. he...
A wise man once said, "fuck 'em if they can't take a joke."
There is a me, in every kindergarten, and there is a me
Bigger than a raccoon, smaller than a building, smaller still, smaller still
Afloat with music on..
Better feeling, "aw, who you tellin'!"

[Interlude: Doseone]
Everything happens for a reason
I promise to never get paint on my glasses again
You can't rip art cause it's just art
The blood, the ink, ahh yes, the ink can bury a blade
Is this not the end of a blizzard twice the size of a rain cloud gone bad?
I'm burning puddle after puddle after puddle..."

[Verse 2: Doseone]
I wonder what my mother looked like pregnant
I've classified water damage as art
Ruining things, trilobite out on the town painting things
In accordance with my weird ordinance
My style is glass cutter, delicate/intense
Why, i haven't the mind for books
Shooting out the moonlight with my tongue
Depression in a vacuum. chest pains and violent nightmares
Brought me to this patch of grass and sun
Beauty is in the dead bolt
I'm a lonely frontier boy, sordid terminal man
Primitive doll making and suspicious plant eater ogling at the magnetism
A nibbler with cheap shades on and no contacts in
Pack leading nuissance with a way with kids, open envelope..