What the fuck is in my brain, man I think I'm insane

Through the pain I explain that I'm too young to complain

And if you ever were as clever as a song about Mars

You'd be choosing from the musings of a spaced-out rock star

Let sleeping dogs lie which they will to get by

Because the world you've created forces them to rely

On you

for food

for existence, dude.

A little much like slavery, if we're being true

If you begin to live

No one can stop you

You have something to give

And your wealth is needed

There's a pian in my brain that forces me to remain

As docile as a fossil of a dinosaur brain

You know that none of them were seriously the size of a pea

That's just some stupid bullshit they want you to believe

If ever you should sever, never stand beside me

Because I faint when I see blood and I know that you'll bleed

Just take me out to Mars cuz I'm wanting to go

And even though there's not an atmosphere I cannot say no

I feel that everything's a dream

Like things are not quite what they seem

I found you parading naked

On a horse out in the street.