You're born, you have her as a mother
You jump in the air, fall on the floor
She puts you back in the crib
And soap and lotion in your eyes
She shows you what he duck does
And looks like someone you once dated
In the future, with the white lights
And the blazing stars
Then they send you to school
She sits at the nearby desk
Little, with the pink hair clips
And the poems you're going to learn
You burp to grab her attention
You thrash about and get beat up in the street
You break her windows with sour oranges
And you jump off the roof and die
You get up and you're sixteen
Bored in class, you're writing poems
Her chest wants to break free
Rolling in the woods and the waves
What lyric is going to hold her
Since she wants to be liked by the headless 1
Since she gives engulfing kisses
And opens her legs to strange phalluses
You're looking for her, you run away from home
Τhis balsam is leading you around by the nose
The aroma of the musk tree
This tyranny is pulling you in while
There's none around to help you
To ask what's wrong with you, what hurt you
And she won't look at you
You speed up, crash the car and die
Well, I've even released an album
And I still can't find what I wanted
Before I go out on stage, I feel terrible
I spill bottles of murky water
But as soon as the band appears
She's sitting in the front row, lights on her
Without the hair clips on her hair
Without the poems you're going to learn
I plug my guitar
Suddenly perseverance runs through me
I start singing my first lyric
Make a hole in the wall and die
1. possibly meaning brainless guys