She comes to me in stormy weather Through my window, she comes crawling In my ear, she starts to whisper Why don't we do something different From her back, she pulls a container Filled with silly shapes and colors Open wide now take one honey Down it now and you'll feel funny Snake-eyed men who peel off their skin Will sell it to you as coats on crowded street corners People like chameleons with nowhere left to go They blend in with others so they feel less alone They do this for such empty stupid reasons To have a tribe or swarm to be in But they're bleeding, bleeding from their eyes and their mouths They start wondering why did I come about Was i meant to be born Do I really even matter Why do I feel so alone Get the big picture How do I know How do I know if I live Will you tell what they sell you No Just ask yourself this Go away Opened eyes look through my mirror Gone she went, my room now clearer Hands start shaking storm is over What I'm hearing coming closer I'm running screaming tween muddy backyards I'm praying and hoping that i can get far from These empty visions These hollow nightmares I'll bury it I'll bury it Upon waking up, he realized There was no meaning There is only life There is thievery There is greed To match every grievous crime of man There is an equally grievous lack of meaning There is no in between there is no in or outside We are all just here to live and survive So don't bury your head Get out and do something Maybe you'll go and do something with your life