Picture Me In The Sun
Hung Down Like Everyone
A Slave To The Depraved Conformities Of LIfe.
We're So Alike, Ima Slice It Like Mac The Knife.<
And Cut Straight Through Ya
Need A Ruler To See How Deep That Run
Sacrificed Like Every Morning's Sun
I'm Sorry I Haven't Begun To Believe In This Dualist Soliloquy.
We're Gonna Let What's Seen Be Perceived.
And maybe send a.S/O to Werner Herzog.. just for kicks。