(What it tis it taint,& What it taint it tis   Its the theme of where we're goin')      [Verse 1: Slug]   See the police man, notice the lonely man   How do you think he keeps his head on straight?   Can you feel his rhythm? What do you think he visions   When he squints at the line from behind those shades   Feel the summer's crest, overdressed   So much sweat, his skin begins to chafe   Its the surface sweat the nervous mess   Overbearing and jaded from carrying the weight   Irritated and constipated   And its all covered player hated,funnelled and consolidated   Into the shell of one man with a gun   Riding that thin line between the program and the sun   And I don't hate you, tryin to relate to   Wishin you could find a trap door to escape through   But if I see you, as a threat to my seedling or my sibling   Ill die to pull the plug on your machine      Chorus:(2X)   And I just might just find somebody    And I just might just love somebody    And I just might just feel somebody    And I just might just kill myself (somebody)       [Verse 2: Slug]   Can you see her?   She spends her whole day in a theater   Livin her time in the life that she would prefer   & she stirs nothing, comes & goes she wishes   Surroundings oblivious to her whole existence   But if they only knew   About the thoughts that she can't seem to stop from comin through   Comin' across   At a loss for dialouge   Walkin through the fog   With her eyes closed & her mind gone   And now she lives in the films that she sees   And daydreams that she kills us repeatedly   I'm impressed with the tolerance she brandishes   If it was me, I would snapped from the sheer overanxiousness   of waitin for the day she strolls through Muddy Waters   And slaughters sons & daughters and bloodies mothers and fathers   Lovely little *case*study castaway cutie   Masturbating in back of that matinee movie   And someday, oneday, when the credits roll   She'll hold a pocket full of gunplay for the ignorant souls   Then we'll know what depth awake touches sleep   Make me walk the thin line between shallow and deep   Chorus: (2X)   And I just might just find somebody   And I just might just love somebody   And I just might just feel somebody   And I just might just kill somebody(my body)      [Verse 3: Slug]   He used to write his rhymes and recite his lines all the time   Sometimes he'd make them up right off the top of his mind   After doin shows for years, gettin respect from peers   Killed the ego, lookin at these people like *they* weird   Road trips, turn to head trips   Became a hunger for sedatives and essentric ettiqute   Optimism needs to feed off self-esteem   But it seems as if he doesn't see it or hasn't felt a thing   Records sell well but still undergound   Travels town to town   Holdin hands with fans that love his sound   When it comes around *let*s hope you can enjoy it   Don't slow down momentum, afraid he might destroy it   When he stops to shake the hand, I doubt they understand   That here now stands only the shadow of a man   Havin a hard time with life on a drumroll   Walkin that high-wire, passin it off is humble   But it's a thin line,between screams and smiles   Seen the miles, wishin he can go home & read to his child   But tonight's the last day, put the butt in the ashtray   Locked the door and slit both of his wrists backstage      Chorus: (2X)      [Outro: Slug]   Onwards,forwards contin*uos*, renaissance   Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence   Onwards,forwards contin*uos* renaissance   Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence   Onwards,forwards contin*uos* renaissance   Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence   Nothing but love for the music and its offspring   Bouncin' off the boxsprings just tryin to make it to the cross*ings*      I just might just....   I just might just....   I just might just....(fade out)