basketcase

<sub>i outwitted the devil like Napoleon Hill did
Hildegard of Bingens a german woman so she aint real, kids
time like a wheel spins revealing tricks
half the countries geography taught in school hardly exists

its not what was written its what you feel it is
the child is a man your parents are children
comparatively little ones like Pitselehs
give em enough love theyll quit fussing
but never enough until they grow up you cant trust em

hellions
everyones a sellout, jealous and dark
murderous urges surging shit forward with postmortem purposes
legs twitching the dead envision revenge at the next circus
closed morgues open for business morticians with deathwishes

closed case then an open casket service
basketcases acting nervous actually harmless
straight poker faces ones you should factually guard your heart against
theyll lay a designer morning suit on top of a heartless skeletal carcass</sub>