The Birds are brave, they keep the Bugs at bay   The Bugs die slowly at the bottom of my bed      They live one day, then they rapidly decay   We all die slowly, but we are not dead      I chirp all day, it keeps the beasts away   My head stopped growin', but that is not mind      Pale, as I may be, I'm darker every day   Me, my head stopped growin', but that is not my mind      My mind   My mind      I have to make you mine   I have to make you my mind   Mind, I have to make you mine   My Mind, I have to make you my mind      I am a brain!   I see shadows! I feel pain!   I have made a trade!   I have made a great mistake!      A Genius Design is where I reside   No Gus would take this much time   To Open My Eyes   I have to make you mine   I have to make you my mind   Mind, I have to make you mine   My Mind, I have to make you my mind