soul aid me ego / sea guile mood/ some dialogue / ail segue doom

well glass mars the paper / paper covers stone / rock conquers the scissors / flame melts to the bone

I can't see in the sunshine/ or sleep thru the nighttime/ Im not trying to please you/ I don't even see you

shattered songs seep/ thru my sordid skull/ and slink down the sidewalk/ into some kind of bowl/ well actually a saucer is where they seem

to steep/ swirling around me / spontaneously steam