i'd like to lie and say
I've not swallowed my bitter tongue
since the last time it tasted your seed
but the truthful tumor presses on my conscience
or rather my ego
and the answer is yes
I've shaken up my insides
Check me out i'm probably dying
what more can I hope for
what more can I ignore
I'm upside down again
don't know where to drag
always asleep, fingers falling where they may
tired eyes prying for a stimulant
might have bathed in the wrong house
stop me when i've gone too far
I've not swallowed my bitter tongue
since the last time it tasted your seed
but the truthful tumor presses on my conscience
or rather my ego
and the answer is yes
I've shaken up my insides
Check me out i'm probably dying
what more can I hope for
what more can I ignore
I'm upside down again
don't know where to drag
always asleep, fingers falling where they may
tired eyes prying for a stimulant
might have bathed in the wrong house
stop me when i've gone too far