are you a sign or a fat zero?   born again or fucked to shreds?   did you lose your way on your long trip to nowhere?   look at me and deny I'm as honest as I never was   would I even blink once if you crawled in bleeding and screaming?   empty your pockets and read out your name   know you're not yesterday's somebody      nothing holds you down   something holds you back   we're diorama trash   trapped behind the glass      you could be more than a song   you could scale the dizzy freakish heights   I could hold your spoon and fire food at the half-wits   we could bury your stillborn   play David's harp (the headache cure)fight your corner blindfolded   flailing and stamping and losing