Why? - Rubber Traits lyrics

I want to always be on film, To be caught in the cut coffee sober bolder unscratched lenses of a brand new prescription, drawing days from a stacked deck of cards and doing doing doing. I should cut down my caloric intake. I should go to sleep hungry and wake up with my guts knotted up and ears open like a burnt down hut. I want my mouth to always taste a blade But I want to kiss like taffy, hump gentle on a bed of nails and feel salt to widen eyes like a cut up clam's tongue does. I want to dump early on and be empty the rest. I want a patch of blue sky to follow me. Unfold an origami d**h mask and cut my DNA with rubber traits. Pull apart the double helix like wishbone. Always be working on a suicide note. I don't want to (ooh-we-ooh) When I feel like I could've gone long I don't want to (ooh-we-ooh) When I feel like I could've gone longer Productive, fully charged co*ked and pointed. Keep a tape recorder on my bedside table Sweats, only the pants that fit the best, no belts, no cuffs. Walk toned yet loose. Keep peeled eyes glued to a ten. Watch a fly hit a pane of gla** till he gets real bony his stomach swells up and he dies. I don't want to (ooh-we-ooh) when I feel like I could have gone.