Tearing a hole in my spacetime continuum
Spitting in the face of my fate just to see if I could
It's not rebellion, no it's a mutiny
What's left but semi-sentient gelatin
My metamorphosis came like a dream
You wake from disturbed and unsure what it means
It's like slipping out stitches while mending the seams
And something you're missing is trapped on the tip of your tongue
My restitution's the rest that I don't seem to get
My destination's the desert where everything ends
Could be a mistake or I could be a masterpiece
But I'm swallowing my sweaters like Kafka predicted
My metamorphosis came like a dream
You wake from disturbed and unsure what it means
It's like slipping out stitches while mending the seams
Something you're missing is trapped on the tip of your tongue
My metamorphosis came like a dream
You wake from disturbed and unsure what it means
It's like slipping out stitches while mending the seams
Something you're missing, you're missing it
Missing it
My metamorphosis came like a dream
You wake from disturbed and unsure what it means
It's like slipping out stitches while mending the seams
Something you're missing is trapped on the tip of your tongue
Trapped on the tip of your tongue
Oh it's trapped on the tip of your tongue