I got a feeling deep down
They say my head was being drown
But I knew without a doubt
The VA had sent a scout
There was a camera in my room
Every one thinks I just presume
But I know for a fact
This wasn't just a schizophrenic act
So I tore everything apart
Till I found it I wouldn't depart
I looked in all the drawers
Checked behind all the doors
Suddenly it hit me
Where else could it be
So I honed in on the stuffed bart
As I did I felt a skipped beat in my heart
I grabbed a knife and sliced its back
Nothing yet but I knew I was on track
Next I started to cut out its eyes
I could feel my blood pressure rise
I found it at last
The camera had no lens of glass
As my father had said
But before he even spoke I thought ahead
If we can send someone to step on the moon
With only the slight problem of swoon
Then for sure we can make a camera with no glass
Im sure they're produced in mass
But both of them kept trying to persuade
Untill our will started to fade
One day maybe in me they'll believe
And they will not concieve
Untill then they see it as a delusion
And my head so full of confusion
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