Photograph, lookin' down at me. I'm lookin' at the past. Something about my family in high contrast. Something about my infancy in white and black. Something about my memories.
Take my eyes, take them aside. Take my face, and desecrate. My arms and legs. They get in the way. . And take my hands, they'll understand. Take my heart, pull it apart.
I like the tree tops cuz they're reaching just like me. I'm tied up in knots like the brambles and the weeds. . I am the rooster in the morning. You can hear me cockadoodling.
Baby, so you think you know crazy. I think you know what you know,. But what you know you don't know for sure. . Baby, you wanna see me crazy. Well I show you what that's like,.
I don't want the same disease. That everybody's got these days. I don't want to live that way. I do not want to live in pain. So take your parasites away.
I fell in your arms tonight. I fell hard in your arms tonight. It was nice. I died in your arms tonite. I slipped through into the afterlife. It was nice.
My daddy's got a gun. My daddy's got a gun. My daddy's got a gun. You better run. . My daddy's got a gun. My daddy's got a gun. My daddy's got a gun. .