[alright ok so...]

so he's up there in flag
up here in my head
you know
and i'm thinking about what he's been doing
thats not much to think about
on the other hand
what i haven't been thinking about
it's about to break down the back door
and he's here in my room
in the room you know
with twelve books
he hasn't read
his guitar
i can't play
the fish
dying
temperature still rising
im right here
right now alright
and he doesn't exactly remember
the night before
excluding THAT dream
whith all his
gnashing of teeth
and my paranoid
sweat speak
so although there is
a little more blood
down the toilet bowl
we haven't got shit figured out
even with the reception all fucked
nothing appears any less fuzzy
now with our closest friends
closer than ever before
all this
this just might be a blood bath.