| Shale |
| I lie |
| A lake under my whole |
| Lay awhile |
| Tame |
| I'm not on a soil anyway |
| Weight on the world |
| Wait |
| Over or out you'll say either I die or…no, no, no, stay alone |
| Loyal |
| Lay awake |
| I don't know no more |
| No saying you're tired of her |
| Hell– you'll lose her too |

Yeah that's good. Okay, this one—um, let's see if we can do a certain b-side I want.
No swing, No swing I want it all straight.
(I wanna see what it feels like; do I want a boy on me? is she her girl? What is a god?)

Pinocchio story the more I lie the more I go
Playing pinochle on my nose, I deal with death I smell my out, fold my hand into my sleeve, wish that I could pull it out, just to see, to threaten me, what's a table but above my knees.
Need to plan, what to do, what to say, how to plea. Want my seed or want a seed, need to be
told what to do, how to act, who to be. Define me without a she.
But who is he? What I see? Wander in from the dark, just like me, is this we? What is he? Just like me? He’s not like she, how can it be, that girl dragged my body through body then left with my soul. What is this, can he be, told. passing what can only be polarized, can you see?
Okay, slow it down, slow it down, slow it down.
Always want a boy on me
But my girl's the government, Yeah.
Look at that human, Yeah.
Ooooooo, look at that human go past.

The process, see. What do you see when you see you? Do you try to see you? Do you try to see what you want to? What you want you? Are you you, or just what you want to see? Am I me? Because I'm being me. If I'm being me am I always me? Where would we start— We, not just me, always me, always where do we start. Uh.
Me, not just me judging them.
Society, poor authority, I spit to two shins.
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh Hahaha.
Yeah,Yeah,Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the guns, the killings, the fun you had running drugs, running from a house, no spoken love, no hugs, just tugs at the strings, the things you once hung in front of you were just past feelings…Mmmh.

Keep that up, keep that up. Yeah,Yeah…The process, see. What do you see when you see you? Do you try to see you? Do you try to see what you want to? What you want you? Are you you, or just what you want to see? Am I me? Because I'm being me. If I'm being me am I always me? Where do we start— we? not just me, not just you, not just them, society, authority, intstitut—ions, the guns, the killings, the fun you had running drugs, running from a house no spoken love, no hugs, just tugs at the strings, the things you once hung in front of you were just past feelings, a few memories to save you from a past self's accessory, no clemency. Can't fool me once in brevity, can't fool me twice if you can't get passed me. I surpass the past me...the past me I refer to you, I talk to you like I was you when you were there. We were two, just me and you...just me.
(just me, yeah, yeah, Now slow it down, slow it down, slow it down, slow it down, slow it down)

I wanna boy on me
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
My girl is the government
My girl is the government
Oh shit yeah
My girl is government,
Because, Oh…
Look at that human yeah
Yeah, Yeah, look at that human go past
Look at that human go past me