How about a guessing game?
1. There's more than one dimension, I can fool you and attract attention. Camouflage my nature. Let me demonstrate.
2. No one dared, no one cared to tell me where the pretty girls are -- those demigods with their nine-inch nails and little fascist panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girl
3. They will suck you down to the other side, to the shadows blue and red.
4. Hold your light, eleven. Lead me through each gentle step by step, by inch by loaded memory, 'till one and one are one, eleven, so glow, child, glow. I'm heading back home.
5. Now the game is cool to see, you can high five up to me. Count the riot on the one, two, three
6. Find a place with the failed and forgotten, isn't that really what you wanted now?
7. I reach your island at night, washed up, tangled on these stones, a gorgeous wreck.
8. Now we're stuck with the tube, a sink full of dishes, and some aqualube
9. We're men! (Manly men!) We're men in tights, yeah! We roam around the forest looking for fights! [seriously guys, if you don't get this one, i disown you all as friends]
10. And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse. Chop another line like a coda with a curse.
11. I am all you need to know, and I'm everywhere you go, no one can save you now
12. Hiding, backwards inside of me, I feel so unafraid. Annie, hold a little tighter, I might just slip away.
13. One day, I'm gonna grow wings, a chemical reaction, hysterical and useless.
14. I was ten years old, doing all that I could. It wasn't easy for me.
15. We'll I'm not seventeen but I've cuts on my knees. Falling down as the winter takes one more cherry tree
16. Recall the deeds as if they're all someone else's atrocious stories. Now you stand reborn before us all -- so glad to see you well.
17. I know how you're playin' these dirty games. They're killing me and I know how you love to watch me beg. So here I am.
18. She makes it sweeter than the sun, I get too tight, I come undone, I bow my head to confess, the temple walls are made of flesh. Runs up my arms till I'm on track, itches the skin right off my back, I'll heal your wounds, I'll set you free, I'm Jesus Fuck on ecstasy.
19. This degeneration, mental masturbation, think I'll leave it all behind, save this bleeding heart of mine
20. Dead men working, a sinner, a saint. Mixing up a pail of paint. Painted the house, black as night, when the sun came up the house was white.
lame. the end.