Spilt milk prone since I was knee high to Bilbo
But it built bones like brick homes that repel wolves
Wore that guilt cone like a Cruella De Vil coat
Licking wounds like stamps of appoval from a steel toe
Mind like a millstone cheetah in gazelle clothes
Eater of itself whole ringer of the bell toll
Real folks feel me when the real me is exposed
They love me through that and cut me some slack like a film roll
Yeah there's some comfort in that back when it was
Fuck if I didn’t do all the drugs in the bag
But that misuse did more than get my muscles relaxed
Puffing that hash had more than just my knuckles to drag
Was so attached took a decade for the bungee to snap
For the left brain just to gain it’s functioning back
That bugging wasn't a trap it's the plug that I tap
For extra horse power when I want this buggy to zap

They told me say what you mean
What you're saying ain't real
I said you say what you see
And I just say what I feel
I get it feeling's are uncomfortable
Art is uncomfortable
My version of straight and narrow’s
More barrel rolls and somersaults
They told me say what you mean
What your'e saying ain't real
I said you say what you see
And I just say what I feel
I get it feelings are uncomfortable
Art is uncomfortable
My version of straight and narrow’s
A barrel over waterfalls

It's a cask not a casket it’s a heart
Not a strike anywhere matchstick
I’ll waltz through threadbare air like Fred Astaire
And manage to get compared to trite teddy bear pageants
Now who's the one with the polyester guts
Altogether numb to the quiet on the western front
I watched time turn every single olive branch to dust
To find my peace of mind in pretty piles of death when autumn weather comes
My lincoln logs ain’t cathedral’s in a renaissance
These chicken pox aren’t the sequel to a cheetah's spots
Theres a night and day difference no equinox
But there's freedom in knowing we’re all equal under regal cloth
There's freedom in knowing there's no evil in our grief and lost
There's freedom in not knowing the meaning of a piece of art
Just trusting in your bleeding heart to lead you through the deathly dark
Night of the soul to pick you up where it left you off

They told me say what you mean
What you're saying ain't real
I said you say what you see
And I just say what I feel
I get it feeling's are uncomfortable
Art is uncomfortable
My version of straight and narrow’s
More barrel rolls and somersaults
They told me say what you mean
What your'e saying ain't real
I said you say what you see
And I just say what I feel
I get it feelings are uncomfortable
Life is fucking uncomfortable
Just one quick breath before
Tumbling through the undertow