My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyardsFalse gods, I scuffAt pettiness which plays so roughWalk upside-down inside handcuffsKick my legs to crash it offSay okay, I have had enoughWhat else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seenThey'd probably put my head in a guillotineBut it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
My thought-dreams...
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyardsFalse gods, I scuffAt pettiness which plays so roughWalk upside-down inside handcuffsKick my legs to crash it offSay okay, I have had enoughWhat else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seenThey'd probably put my head in a guillotineBut it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.