Outliars and Overreactions (The Song With One Name)

Why can't I see

That I am the "me"

That I was born into

And what's the source of you?

In your head, in your head, in your head

And yet you believe it's true

Well, you do

Like you knew anything, never ever

Well, this disease is defined by its treatment

You people make me sick

Parlance of imbalanced cambia's been challenged at best

AstraZeneca's just theoretical

Prints of your fingers in the Rorschach jigsaw

Say you saw a treasure map

Straight-jacket and tie, psychiatric supply

While we tragically try to fit into a trap, but

Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action

Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction

Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions

I'm done relaxing oh, I am a chemical reaction

Bienvenidos a la villa de arañas españas

Where the sentimental value of the city around you

Is deleted obsolete and still completely will stun you

I'm tripping like klutz and I'm rolling like thunder

I'm a snot nosed pothead playing with matches

A rotten spot of mold with my hands on a cactus

My mouth is dry and my eyes are red

I'm chewing on the sand 'cause the desert's in my head

Who'd want to belong to anyone? I mean, what do people even do?

So if you love me, let me let you go, my love, so I can be no one

When Chuang-Tzu awoke, he sat up almost choking

Spat out a butterfly and said

"Five more minutes, please? You wouldn't believe the dream I just had

I mean, you were there, and you were there

And you were there, and you were there, and you were there"

I guess it's just something people do

I noticed that the sunshine is a gaslight

I'm hoping that this one might be my past life

My Lord, I know enough to get my facts right

Well, that's good enough for me

And everything and everyone will die soon

And we'll have nothing left for us to lie to

No matter what we'll seek you'll never find the truth

And that's good enough for me

So give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

That's good enough for me

So give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

Well, that's good enough for

Not enough for

Good enough for

Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action

Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction

Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions

I'm done relaxing oh, I am a chemical reaction

Worms and apples