I got magic in my head, magic up my nose, magic coming out my fingers, magic crying out my eyes. I've got magic everywhere I fucking look. I can't fight it either, I wish I could.      Step foot down   Hold him to the ground   Whine though he may, you've got some bills to pay   It's all I've ever known it's everything until I say so, you say "so say so."      Okay, I've got lots of friends   in rather dry places   I've got lots of pills in my pocket   If you want some, I'd like to share   With you and everyone that you care about.      But I don't know what to do for you?   Do you care   I don't know what's best for you      Sick and dying   I've been spending all my time   Sleeping of concious debts   and licking bags clean of everything I love   and anything I can carry around   I'm a restless rat   strun up and burnt out.   Losing my fur to the wind   Catching looks from baby, white mice   Bastards in a black weeping vice.      But sometimes, the sunlight   It just won't let me cry   When leaves tickle my arms I can't help but let my mouth sing.   Sing out words of trust   In a language I still don't comprehend   What does meaning mend in the end?      I don't know what to do for you   I don't know what's best for you   I don't know what to do for you   I don't know what's best for you      But sometimes, the sunlight   It just won't let me cry   When leaves tickle my arms I can't help but let my mouth sing.   Sing out words of trust   In a language I still don't comprehend   What does meaning mend in the end?   In the end.