Can't keep my head up, no, I mean I can barely keep this thing a guillotine virgin. Can't keep my back straight, can't walk a straight line, but I know I'll probably just regret it in the end. This song goes out to every cab driver waiting on a ride home. This song goes out to every cop who turned themselves in without a warrant. Well I’ve been taking up every spot in line at the “Annual Bashing in of Heads” for the last three years and as long as this neck stays a connector not an end piece, I’ll stay committed. Keep me covered in gasoline. I'm not waking up. Waking up tongue tied, tie dyed a little. Dad is murder the middle child inside this police taped brain? Kill me baby. Make me cry a riddle. Little did I know that when you said, “Go, kill,” You spelled out my name with your finger. You put a pistol in my whistle and I blew it. Buy me some coke to cut with gunpowder so I can shoot louder. It’s like I’m digging graves to find change. Dead deer cry for me because they’ve seen the front of a tractor trailer at sixty, and they know that I am much worse off in death. Whoa! I found the better part of myself but he’s on the run, he’s motivated to find the nearest chainsaw to run himself through. Call it a good deed to a lover. Butter the best of my bones and better yourself, better your soup. If your hands are free and you’re looking for something to do, burn the devil. Let’s burn him! Conjoined at both the horns with a demon much older than myself. We walked to church, we sat in the pews and put my Bible to bed. See I’m a sick man and hope is medicine, but hope is not the antidote no! Hope is a crutch and a bottle of pain relievers then pain retrievers. Its not the antidote. It’s truth that is! It’s time I built a pack of pews in my head. It’s not hard to believe in truth when the proof is your breath, but it’s hard to look at a bullet and not want it inside your brain. It’s not hard to whistle the devil’s tune when you’re born with it stuck in your head. The truth is plain, you’re better belittled today. You’re just your own mind reader, your own heat seeking missile.