To never consider the way it would sound   Just turn my back on that unruly crowd   With their ears full of cotton the collective frown   Free from that albatross weighing me down      To order the vowels to make myself clear   Not tune my tongue to that unfriendly ear   To rail at this prison of bodily fear   Let go of that part of me people hear   People hear      But this is a life   Not cut and clear but messy how do I   Bring all my faults to light?      Could this be a dare?   Just wrap me up and throw me way up there   Blue air, I have to admit that I am scared      To sail the abyss between candid and coy   the original vow as of yet unemployed   Fair to assume they are probably annoyed   But I am not comfortable   Filling that void      A corporate treasure of pleasure and fear   Where men manufacture their shallow careers   On the art of the oral the cracked chandelier   Out of fucking the fault lines for   A disaster year   It's a disaster here      A sense of breaking vs. a sense of staying calm   I'm staying calm, I'm staying calm   No room for mercy, where mercy does not belong   I send it on and on and on and on and on       On and on    On and on    On and on