Packed my bags with angry hands
I'm in my head the whole way home
Finally made it, no more cravings
Had my fill of being alone
I mean you can only go so deep
Sometimes it's scary what you'll find
I could shake it, fill that space back up with
Just a pinch of time
Cause what would pace around that cave
Was not a lasting form of mine
Thought I saw something in the mirror
Must be a figment of my mind
Had so much fun in Summer's sun
Is it a Tuesday or July?
Then comes that weight when it gets late
I find myself cranking a vice
I thought I had ditched it on that road
I guess the distance won't suffice
You tap into another you and then that door's
Forever there
You can't un-see the ugly scenes, can only take
Notes from your hair
And bring a candle to those caves
And look yourself right in the eyes
So what's it mean?
I still dream in green
Feeding off fantasies
Am I me?
A scarecrow on Venus
Who only tells of carousels
It feels like the incessant faucet drip
I am not who I am not who I ought to be
But what's that mean?
I'm nauseous off fantasies
It easy to take down a mirror
Though it's good to know
Where each door goes
And how deep you can sink into it
Gotta find the switch