Dig it. It’s nuthin’. Touch it now and then. It’s indestructible. Sometimes it’s irrational. Please it. It’s bleedin'. Leave it ain’t no friend. It’s irreversible. Sometimes it’s a curse to bear. Crashin’ down again. Luck is bad again. You don’t care how I feel. Lookin’ glass is dim. Moldin’ round the rim. Guess what?. You aren’t real. Twitchin’ in the corner. Taste is in your mouth. My God it’s plausible. Even though incredible. Gotcha’ your attention. Inventive minds at work. Ingenious so insane. Quit fuckin’ with my brain. Crashin’ down again. Luck is bad again. You don’t care how I feel. Lookin’ glass is dim. Moldin’ round the rim. Guess what?. You aren’t real. Well it’s been fun. But I gotta jet. They’ve got these hooks in me. And the walls are spinnin'. Ok one more time. Just a closer look. I don’t need surgery. What’s a little slice or two?. Crashin’ down again. Luck is bad again. You don’t care how I feel. Lookin’ glass is dim. Moldin’ round the rim. Guess what?. You aren’t real. Burnin’ down again. Luck is bad again. You don’t care how I feel. Lookin’ glass is dim. Moldin’ round the rim. Guess what?. You aren’t real