Getting to the Bottom

I wonder how the old folks are at home

I wonder if it's hotter than the devil's dick on fire

In a wool sock that is soaked

I mean completely doused

In kerosene and set ablaze

The way it's here right now

I wonder if my friends are fast asleep

Or are they off together somewhere stumblin' through the street

Makin' memories that will be

Forgotten with the moon

Leavin' them to wonder why

Their legs and arms are bruised

Do their livers scream for water?

Are their brains about to swell

Through the soft part of their temple

While they grind their teeth like hell?

Are they talking o'er eachother?

Leavin' neary a stone unturned

Getting to the bottom of an angst hard fought to learn

I never wanna get that way again

Feelin' like my head's a house

With a roommate movin' in

Who's insistently talkin'

Never slowing down

Possessed with evil urges, burn it to the ground

With a tongue twitch like a lizard

And a grin just like a rat

Backed against a corner

After pestering the cat

Preparing to be peeled open

Just as easy as dessert

Getting to the bottom of an angst hard fought to learn

The pheromones of this city

Secrete a sand quick set

To call for it from the recessed

Of my mind the fear of death

The thrill my heart my thump so hard

It breaks a joist or worse

Getting to the bottom of an angst hard fought to learn

Getting to the bottom of an angst hard fought to learn