God, I'm ready To essentially become a melody in your medley I'm an elevated entity Contaminated energy, laminated mentally As the faith of the world grows thin I dance in a trance all night and become him One win does not equal one wind Run into the shade of the gun that the sun sends Dug in, I'm done with this skin Ready to become one within, candle in Grandmother moon, come home soon Mushroom and bloom over this gloom and doom And, uh, open the room and put hope in the womb I can't cope in this tomb, isotopes in my Zooms consume Along with the notes from this tune, I'm supposed to be doomed I'll be compost in June Dead and buried Well-read and married, led and carried To the belief that I will one day be a leaf Not even the will to live should ever k** to give Elaborate labyrinth maverick Collaborative aboriginal tablets of Arabic I am the ambiance in a fabulous ambulance And it WILL stop (x12) And it WILL... "You sympathize, you express concern, hiding behind ???? visions of Eternal light... so afraid to face reality" (sampled film dialogue) Another awesome Autumn blossom In the bottom overwhelming colorfast, pulverizing mother ma** Life is too short to be sad And knives are the sport of the mad and, uh, sort of a fad Follow through to swallow you Conflict of interests inflict the intrinsic I have bricks and fabrics And carefully place the words a dabble and babble with Pivotal, digital nature If you fidget or are not original then I hate you Progress is Our guess, Our guess is no less Note to know less and got to focus Plot to process, the end is in Let's defend the friendless against ten defendants An appendage of independence Always at advantage with my attendance Reminder that even blind we're not a blur Show him that to know wind is to grow in I'd rather be more in than way all out I can't fathom pouring a tall gla** of doubt Soar over the core of a nuclear fall out And you hear me call out: And it WILL stop