God's Bathroom Floor

Head, pressure, senses, clutch Date, divinity, wouldn't fuck Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life, veins Head, pressure, senses, clutch Date, divinity, wouldn't fuck Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life From a head full of pressure Rests the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of "God, help me change" Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins From a head full of pressure Rests the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins It goes, one for the cannabis and two for your Dianetics Three for your reasoning and four for those that try and get it Five for your love and six for the stress And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess From a (head) full of (pressure) Rests the (senses) that I (clutch) I made a (date) with (divinity) but she (wouldn't) let me (fuck) And I got (touched) by a (hazy) shade of (God), help me (change) And caught a (rush) on the (floor) from the (life) in my (veins) I'm catching ulcers from the childproof lighters And all of these fine-toothed biters That keep the wires in my head tighter I'm tired out by the distances achieved walkin' in my sleep Floors got shifted since the high got a tad too deep Ask Dad to keep cool, I'll call him back Soon as I resume normal, and get out of this bathroom And call management to seek some reimbursement For the nerve endings that burnt from the first hits From a head full of pressure Rests the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of "God, help me change" Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins Head full of pressure Rests the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck And I got touched by a hazy shade of "God, help me change" Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins So fuck needles, fuck smoke Fuck lines that make the sinus choke Fuck chasers and trails, fuck raves and rails Fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations Regurgitations, mandatory sentences And UA tracin' Blind my insight and dull the common sense Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence Built a tolerance, now it's more that I consume And when it boards up my room The world's whores will croon in unison Unify the eulogy Autopsy pages read euthanasia i.e. irony Well here I be within a pool of my drool, sedated Windows dilated, comatose, life overdose Tell Jacob Miles keep it wild-style I promise I'll smile And check the floor, God's got nice tile Tell Jacob Miles keep that shit wild-style And I'll smile, and check the floor God's got nice tile From a head full of pressure Rests the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck And I got touched by a hazy shade of "God, help me change" Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins From a (head) full of (pressure) Rests the (senses) that I (clutch) I made a (date) with (divinity) but she (wouldn't) let me (fuck) And I got (touched) by a (hazy) shade of "(God), help me (change)" Caught a (rush) on the (floor) from the (life) in my (veins) Head, pressure, senses, clutch Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck Touched, hazy, God, changed Rush, floor, life