I am a guest, unwelcome in this fleshy mess

Nervous to speak my mind, with small talk I pass the time

Cringing malodorous words

They say it's my brain, is that not your domain?

A straight line production got skewed

A manufacturing oversight, that besmirched your bottom line

...bleeding from pages of verse

A veil of white lies may serve to disguise

I got better things to be

Can't wait till the day I am me on the outside

I gots potential, you'll see

OK, I will wait outside so my face don't remind

The word of a dead man, who was so sure the earth was flat

Means more than my flesh and blood

So will there be a recall on

Those whose love is unequal?

Cause I'm told that you have a plot, but it's hard to hear from the parking lot

I'm pushed and I'm packed and

I'm sealed and I'm priced

But the packaging don't match the product inside

A veil of white lies may serve to disguise

I got better things to be

Can't wait till the day I am me on the outside

I gots potential, you'll see

I was born to be damned

Romans: 1 bent to appease

Just lie to me, touch me, I need this now, please

Whereso go reason, there follows treason

A model of morality

Can't wait till the day I am me on the outside

I gots potential, you'll see