Monolithic
Purse your lips until they're white
Drag me kicking into the night
Didn't I want to be free
Or do I want to be right?
Only you can deprogram
Only you can understand
Only you can take the blade
And cut it from my mouth
And cut it from my mouth
The dusty book on your end table
Taught you how to make a lethal
Fragmentary detonator
From common household thoughts
You put a fistful of salt (in my eyes)
You put a fistful of salt
You put a fistful of salt (in my eyes)
This is what it was like
My thoughts
My eyes
My face
My skin
My heart
My bones
Are slowly
Becoming computerized
Take the blade and cut it from my mouth
