As I draw this breath in vain
And pour the filth from out of my brain
You soak it up like little sponges
Eager for the coming rain
And you know not that it's there
You're completely unaware
You hoped for something more
Like a piece to your mildewed and forgotten puzzle
So let's just wallow in the mud
We all wallow in the mud
Come on you little pigs
Let's wallow in the mud
When the rain falls from the sky
I wipe the scum from off my eyes
And I crawl out into the open
Among foreign speaking mice
And I ask them why I'm here
But they know no more than the deer
Who run away each time
Like they are any better
A tisket a tasket
We're locked inside this paper casket
We'd cut out if we had knives
Something to redeem these boring lives
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