we live in the darkness of shitty apartments
we get depressed, obsess and second guess
we tend to lose faith every twenty two days
but we still create, grow build and break bones

...dedicated to the weird kids that hear this
stay fearless, and look past the appearance
I wrote the book on naked massage
and made a collage with papers from my neighbor's garage
everyone insists they spit doper than you
yeah, I play strip poker at the Smithsonian, too (whoo)
I'm over it, dude -- all that games that I played
are breaking up like paper mache and fading away
cynics can't swallow an ounce of my liquid
sat down to vibe with it and drowned in five minutes
age six, I was a comfortable kid
had a whole lotta legos and I loved where I lived
but something just flipped up inside of my head
and now I kinda regret most of the life that I led
shucks, still moving, though...sleeping at the studio
doing shows, hop offstage and watch the rumors grow....
(that's just how we do it, bro)

whatchu bitch about?
whatchu think you can't live without?
the image that you kick around, sitting down?
whatchu love to hate?
what's your last bad drunk mistake?
tell me when we're gonna raise the fucking stakes?
whatchu wanna be?
what's your best guess prophecy?
what's the plan, man, talk to me, honestly
whatchu need from me?
whats your comfort zone frequency?
what's it take to make the people free, equally?
whatchu doing NOW?
to help a fellow human out?
I used to have to prove it now there's room for doubt
what DO I believe in?
everybody suffers for a reason
...in love with the blood that gives it meaning

we live in the darkness of shitty apartments
we get depressed, obsess and second guess
we tend to lose faith every twenty two days
but we still create, grow build and break cages