Have a clue
Walking right through
Alice's mirror maze high
Feeling cold ways to wake up
Taking pills dedicated to heartache
Defend insanities
Know the reckless cures inside
This bored destroyed and open door
Never went and got inside

Indication of a black sore
What's to lose?
There's nothing that's been done before
The baseline of the medical show that indicates dyslexia
Indignation when the bees died
Through the back now digging to the outside
The lice loose face
The lucky ones break through
The walls of the maze on the inside

Indications on the outside
Till the truth starts leeching from the insights
All the black scars
The VD sores
The medical censure
And when they lie lie cross cross
Misdiagnosed examination
And when they talk talk talk talk
Eventual extermination
And when they lie loss cross
Experimental agitation
And when they die talk talk talk
Injected dopamine elation

Vindication of the side effect from the death row grin with nothing to lose
The victims sleep with sodomy cakes
The rotten eyes pop like the roasted fly

Indications of the untrue
Till the truth starts leaking from a head wound
Have the black cures
Causing their cancers
In a medical censor

And when they lie cough cough
The military sanitation
But when they talk talk talk
Is everybody celebration
But when they know cross cross
The implemental generation
And when they die talk talk
Unmedicated situation
Shatter news flowing on through
Veins of every size
Everyday to wake up
Tortoise shells disguising guises
Disturbed reality
Each bubble in which to hide
All deserving frogs will boil like cattle for the slaughter with the best of style
And it grows and close to close and the body wants disease
Time to close the point of when you want to be close to nothing

And when they lie lie cross cross
Is everybody's celebration
But when they know loss cross cross cross the incremental generation
But when they lie cross cross cross
Experimental agitation
And when they die talk talk talk

What's it gonna feel like?
The stitches of wake up
What's it gonna be like?
The new education
What's it gonna feel like?
Vestiges that wake up
What's it gonna be like?
The new education
Every thing blows goes away
Everything grows to show decay
Everything flows to grow insane
Withering ghosts that fade away