Self-Jupiter - Mr Sandman lyrics

[Hook: Kenny Segal] There are things we're not told Deep inside there's a fragile soul Secrets sleeps in hollows coves Some died never knowing odd angles There are things we're not exposed Reality wears his ugly clothes Momma really knows there's no rainbows Only in the movies when the doors is closed [Verse 1: Self Jupiter] I'm finally awaken My thoughts are misshapen My heart is vacant I'm pregnant by ape sh** In the pit of my stomach contains hate Mixed with crystal lake liquid To be specific A shark in the Pacific I'm instantly pissed and distant My eyes contain nothing Awkward posturing and f** it Let down by drunken clowns with torn gowns smeared happy frowns I feel worthless on the surface Riding in town on the chitling circuit with a circus and a band That plays with broken instruments Not even a uniform I bet their followers believe in unicorns I wanna break it The things attached to their heads [Bridge] I wanna break it [Verse 2: Self Jupiter] The silence is naked Could it be? I have buzzards in my willow tree I wish someone would tell me the real ending without strawberry cream filling For once in a blue moon Can the princess die of an overdose in a ran down hotel room? Is daddy really coming home soon? [Hook] [Verse 3: Self Jupiter] We're all gullible once I wrote f** you and die in all my coloring books Teachers pets giving me smothering looks But what do they know They're just figurines posing in a j**elry box Waiting to be closed Just wind them up when the music slows Shoot I'm on point like pinnochio's nose I wanna know the truth What really happened to my tooth? Don't tell me little red ridding hood got ate up by the wolf I just seen Sandman get carried away in an ambulance Said some crooked face kids Took turns kicking him in his ribs Screaming I wanna break it Lies and perception [Bridge] [Verse 4: Self Jupiter] They ain't on no fake sh** Popsicle easy bake cake mix Even the ghost of cold water creek Has trouble falling asleep And somedays are dark in the sun rays I see the world for what it really is without the silver lining in the sky page Cats are blind even at my age Sad old lads Still playing pencils with the past And throw up tackle with Newton's apple Bobbing for attention in a neck brace n shackles Take you to a place where dreams are sold with no credit checks or ha**les (but you gotta call now, here's how to order) [Hook] [Verse 5: Self Jupiter] Pacifying wind chime melodies turns a childs minds into mines Accordions, bag pipes, hot air balloons Yapping mag pies Big head birds that talk nonsense when you squeeze em! Gobble-de-gook I kinda wondering what is it stuffed with? Gonna find out quick Cut, clip, nip and tuck This little fella's gotta pillow stuffing for a gut When you finally open him up You might not like what u find but The knowledge is surprisingly benign A story book reading in pine bluff Life imitating art can define us