[Sole] Thank God I never made it to Earth, what a happy place How I long to be depressed, to be a grouch, get away Yo, yo... [Verse 1] Here I stand in the desert sands There I lay in a dust storm, brain storms Some day we may form a ma**ive collective mind with no bandages I kneel down to fantasy of what is real Thus far the only signs of freshness I came across upon this quest was nothingness Posessed to find truth at all costs elementally I walk a thin line of good and evil, coincidentally We all believe in god and nature and higher levels Yet we dwell with devil's machinery in lower levels of raped scenery It's seemingly endless Demeaning and mindless, we're friendless and meaningless Living in darkness walking with candles And while I'm on the subject of difference is lame I've noticed the more things change the more things stay the same To stay in focus It's hopeless to go against the grain while new to this Till I'm menopaused and then ejected from the uterus Chorus And I've seen so far into the night And lingered in the land of no night [Verse 2] Day two I've left earth and all is alien and foreign Females are wailing and I'm swimming in a cespool- it's pouring It ain't dark no more, no more worth the fight My old candles turn to sungla**es, I can't stand the light Yet I can't stand the rain- these bodies I live with are numb And I can't stand the pain- these children I play with are dumb A figure points a finger and whispers, "leave" This small porcelain tomb It will be all I will have achieved And I refuse to be excrement Dash to the left to try to and break for my life A large hand grabs me now, there's no escape I'm thrown into a whirlpool, spinning until infinity Grasping for an oxygen breath, but I don't breath that yet Inhale the H20 and thank life I'm still living breath Giving d**h a hell of a run until the movement stops Bubble to the surface, almost dead a** out Starving, cold, and alone until I pa** out... Chorus [Verse 3] Living ain't all that, I wanna go back to non-existence The womb was not meant to be a tomb, but once I've gone the distance Won't sleep to see revenge for my dead sibling, I miss her I watched my brother be impaled as I held the hand of my sister Kissed her when she was void Missed the missile, I'm docile Amongst dead soil and fossil till I'm deployed None of it ever happened As far as I'm concerned I'm barred Should've died months ago in the condom and this wouldn't have been so hard Shouldn't of, but it's not that way I fought that way I lay until I no longer thought that way None of this was worth the fight, I should have been disposed At night time, laying only half of the trash can Not white trash in a trailer park Or a dismembered rash lashing utter last sole member of a coat-hanger-tailored art With no formed identity, blanketed by newspapers Remedy be levity Life be the penalty This body in a mask grow fast- carry out the masquerade I lay in the cut to hear lies (pawns, peons, and tricks of this trade) In this eon let me be on and beyond the next decade There I stayed remain of flux to be another child saved Chorus