Alrighty then, picture this if you will.
So alive, this[light in his] way, like an apparition he had me crying out "Fuck me, it's gotta be a[the] dead head chemistry. The bottom[blotter] got right on top of me. Got me seein E-motherfuckin-T." And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, ET revealed to me his singular purpose. He said "You are the chosen one. The one who will deliver the message. A message of hope to those who choose to hear it, and a warning to those who do not."
Me, the chosen one. They chose me, and I didn't graduate from fuckin High School.
You better....you better...you better....you better listen.
Then he looked right through me with somniferous, almond eyes. Don't even know what that means. Must remember to write it down. This is so real, like the time Dave floated away. See my heart is pounding, cause this shit never happens to me. I can't breathe right now. It was so real. Like I woke up in Wonderland. All sort of terrifying. I don't want to be all alone when I tell this story. And can anyone tell me why all of sudden the[y'all sound like] peanuts dance[parents]? Will I ever be coming down? This is so real, finally it's my lucky day. See, my heart is racing, cause this shit never happens to me.
I can't breathe right now.
You believe me don't you? Please believe what I just said. See, they're telling true[the Dead ain't tourin] and....and this wasn't all in my head. See, they took my by the hand, then invited me right in, and they showed me something. I don't even know where to begin.
Strapped down in my bed. Feet cold, eyes red. I'm out of my head. Am I alive or am I dead? Can't remember what they said...."Goddamn, shit the bed."
Overwhelmed as one would be when place in my position. Such a heavy burden now to be the one born to bear and read[bring] to all the details of our ending. To write it down for all the world to see. But I forgot my pen. Shit the bed again. Typical.
Strapped down in my bed. Feet cold, eyes red. I'm out of my head. Am I alive or am I dead? Sunkist and Sudafed. Gyroscopes and infrared. Won't help, brain-dead. Can't remember what they said...."Goddamn, shit the bed."
Me, the chosen one. They chose me, and I didn't graduate from fuckin High School.
You better....you better...you better....you better listen.
Then he looked right through me with somniferous, almond eyes. Don't even know what that means. Must remember to write it down. This is so real, like the time Dave floated away. See my heart is pounding, cause this shit never happens to me. I can't breathe right now. It was so real. Like I woke up in Wonderland. All sort of terrifying. I don't want to be all alone when I tell this story. And can anyone tell me why all of sudden the[y'all sound like] peanuts dance[parents]? Will I ever be coming down? This is so real, finally it's my lucky day. See, my heart is racing, cause this shit never happens to me.
I can't breathe right now.
You believe me don't you? Please believe what I just said. See, they're telling true[the Dead ain't tourin] and....and this wasn't all in my head. See, they took my by the hand, then invited me right in, and they showed me something. I don't even know where to begin.
Strapped down in my bed. Feet cold, eyes red. I'm out of my head. Am I alive or am I dead? Can't remember what they said...."Goddamn, shit the bed."
Overwhelmed as one would be when place in my position. Such a heavy burden now to be the one born to bear and read[bring] to all the details of our ending. To write it down for all the world to see. But I forgot my pen. Shit the bed again. Typical.
Strapped down in my bed. Feet cold, eyes red. I'm out of my head. Am I alive or am I dead? Sunkist and Sudafed. Gyroscopes and infrared. Won't help, brain-dead. Can't remember what they said...."Goddamn, shit the bed."