Existing some place in the midst of petrified and a shameful state of denial of
this unruly downward spiral
I feel the inner consciousness of my body waking up
My wakeful frozen existence is a paper cup
And I’m stepping on the edge
I designed this myself with my own ignorance
I just wanted to outstretch
When we tore away
I tore apart
I am companionless
When we tore away
I tore apart
I’m not who you think I am
I see it these days
Oh I see it and I feel the inner consciousness of my body waking up
My wakeful frozen existence is a paper cup
And I’m stepping on the edge
I designed this myself with my own ignorance
I just wanted to outstretch
I can’t hold up any further
Cut apart his arms
Please nudge him now
Under is chair
Take the bull by the horns
Cut apart his arms
Please nudge him now
Under his chair
Take the bull by the horns
Cut apart his arms.