JKB3 - The Locksmith Lyrics

I wanna hire a locksmith to break into my head
I haven't been around in a while and I'd like to check in
Somebody lived up there once, I hope he's not dead
He's probably pissed off at me for shit that I've said

And the brain cells that I have killed off indulging in alcoholic stuff
And the cancer waiting in my lungs that keeps taunting, but it never comes
You can say this year's been rough so far, I'd agree but I can't hear you
Cause I'm either in my bed or at the bar

I wanna hire a carpenter to build a window for my brain
Been boarded up for so long, want to see clearly again
And if things go from bad to worse, I'll Rapunzel down to my heart
Use its ventricles for shelter till it's all that remains

Of this prison I once called a body, ill-kept, neglected, ever flawed
She might have been a temple once, but lenders drove out all that's holy
Been waiting for a savior all these years, don't think one's coming
And redemption is now one of my worst fears

I wanna find a butcher and become his skilled apprentice
To look inside the soul of everything that I ingest
And apologize sincerely for subjecting them to the cruelty
Of passing through a body that just shits things out relentlessly

And then I'll find a seamstress mistress who can curb this life of excess
She'll tie me taut and sew me shut so I can live in cloistered bliss
You can call me crazy, I'll have my doubts, but it'll cease to matter
Because no one gets in and nothing will get out

Nobody gets in and nothing gets out