They want trash   They want you batting a lash   I'll eat styes from elephants' eyes   They're in touch   With their inner crutch   They wont stab but they'll grab   And that's just like the other      We get nerves   And we drown it in booze   We take lives from elephants' eyes   They're in bed   With their cutting lead   It wont stop if you shop   With the lovers of bloodshed      I went to school, and saw slides   Of where I'm meant to be   Where I'm meant to be      We read time   Like a kid eating limes   We're in town when bees are let out   We get laughs   Through an osmotic patch   We're attached to the past   Cause our future's a bleak one      I went to school and saw slides   Of where I'm meant to be   I'm meant to be