I dreamt that I came home
As a working title
You hung me on the wall
Showed me off

I fed on all the crumbs
Of conversations
And didn't feel the need
To defy

Don't like the head I'm in
Don't like measuring
No time for self-abuse
Can't wait
Start anew

People pass me by
Appearing so divine
Watched me like a prize
I heard the moaning loud
It gets easily aroused
But I finally figured out

Don't like the head I'm in
Don't like measuring
No time for self-abuse
Can't wait
Start anew
(2x)

I finally figured out
The pieces put on screen
Are actually diseased
Strangle it and run
A working title was
without inhibition
I finally figured out

You and I
Can combine
To create
All new life

Don't like the head I'm in
Don't like measuring
No time for self-abuse
Can't wait
Start anew
(3x)

I finally figured out
So what now?


Lyrics submitted by tjverville

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