The stories we tell ourselves
The books we place on Shelves
The truths we choose to believe
Are my reality
The ways we avoid asking for a helper
The lives lived in homeless shelters
The faces we choose to show
Are casted from a die of hope
The memories are mine, livid and Entwined
The grapes of wrath are wine, enchanted and divine
During a century of time, predicted and designed
The Universal pleasure is parasited and alive
The broken hearts we wear as pins
The enemies we pushed away, our friends
The politics, the ones we love and lose
We all have demons choose your booze
The highway of God's dream, the unified field theory
Also known as the paraclete, or pearl of great destiny
And God's atonements alchemy, translation without measure
And blessed when we believe to manifest ideas into treasure
Paris is a climb, ascended and defined
Pleasure at her prime, just ahead of a decline
Measure every rhyme when you mention I'm your guy
Numbers in the sky, coincided and assigned
I feel a Sting when the mold Is broke
I feel a tingle when I'm alone
Hurry jumpin in to dive
Hurry jumping in to dive
Hover like a dragonfly
Dirty I'm a caged fly
Dirty I'm a caged fly
Dirty I'm a caged fly
Dirty I'm a caged fly
Now i'm FREEEEEE
Now i'm FREEEEEE
Now i'm FREEEEEE
Now i'm FREEEEEE
Now i'm FREEEEEE
Now i'm FREEEEEE
SWAT ME FASTER THAN A HORNEY BEE