I am the nicotene stain that you just can't remove And like a skeleton in the closet... I will always haunt you Like squintz after the picture I envision a life with my dream girl, naked, in the rain Blazed in a field of poppies Poverty is not an option... I often in fact wonder at times, will there ever be more meaning to this And wish happy little neverhaveieverland fairytales Spliced with ultraviolent s**capades over lost episodes of batman Trapped in the web, hacked in head, gene hackman instead Wrapped in wireframe patterns that walk little nemo from the bed As you sleepwalk into the spiders den you'll realize That you don't belong here, like an open mic at a fraternity Sidestep once to the right, now Stop, penny down, better speak before thinking Blinking light visions will signify a change Not unlike anything nightly chameleon A-type by bowie Slowly i keep drifting abstract To the point of where the words themselves lost the meaning And as i keep leaning on these memorex clips I see for myself that life really needs a soundtrack But i found that time after time i Have as much touch with reallity as a former child actor ...after that, there wasn't much we could do for him... ...as matter o fact, we here at the agency had just left him for dead... This is a night of the living b-boy And i am the architect of this nightmare, alpha Its my direction Call me cecil b gutterf**, with a demented outcome of the conclusion And one hand gripped firmly around the microphone amidst the confusion This is my story no bronx tale no hollywood facade Cuz the centerpoint of my life has always been mutiny Still the scrutiny Of the day to day coffee to dutch to nicotene routine ratrace Is whats really kept me going all this time Im fine really.... Its not like i didn't think about the illusions These jeckyll and hyde distress signals reflect sybill solutions Its not like i didn't think about the gravity So i walk by myself in the rain... headphones dripping And i'm thinking...this is my reality This is just the way that the modern world works In time....youll learn to get over it Ten pennies picked from the fountain overnight
Now i'm lost in the dawn no change in my pocket This is just the way my own mind works If i thought that you'd love me, id learn to get over it Ten pennies picked from the fountain overnight Now im lost in dawn and all thats left is the memory Im settling in for the long night ahead of me Im settling in for the long night ahead of me I've got... Three blunts and some ritalin Riddles spit backwards to the gollem watchem head twitch fingers fidgeting And I'm nervous like mcgirk with handful of poisoned berries Starring deep into the eyes of his own mindf**...shut up... Stuck in the vinyl swamp lost the apparatus Magic fingers on the panic bu*ton you lost me in the madness Theres no exit here, this is your own grave so lie in it But as for me....id rather bomb your whole system You see, atomically, i manufactured this mentality By waitin for the mushroom to drop Little man and fat boy strapped to the tongue ugly and Under the guise of a childhood speech impediment Lost there radioactive properties There, thats right, f** it, i said it Exposin the underside of an industry He dreams at night of rupert murdochs execution being live and public The drunk swaggers in with his on demand apathy Like fry on the couch, i'll bump this sh** like they do in the future Its not like i didn't think about the consequence But never undersestimate the cerebral of those who have nothing Its not like i didn't think about the reaction That you had in your face while you were sippin a cup of coffee And im thinking... is this my reality This is just the way that the modern world works In time....youll learn to get over it Ten pennies picked from the fountain overnight Now i'm lost in the dawn no change in my pocket This is just the way my own mind works If i thought that you'd love me, id learn to get over it Ten pennies picked from the fountain overnight Now im lost in dawn and all thats left is the memory Now all thats left is the long day ahead of me (so i keep feet to the sky) Now all thats left is the long day ahead of me (so i keep head to the clouds)