I promise to keep this embarassing
I think I'm doing a pretty good job
without filters I proceed through the mob
telling everyone my every single thought
no reservation, hesitation in sight
it's a decent way to drift through the night

take this take land
the words I use in demand
break through the gate and show them why they are wrong
look at these strange days – the brand new sins are fixing to stay
take this take land
let's pray it's not too bland

Divine times on the dotted lines
Phenomenonolgy!

I came to on the floor
There’s others there with you too
Put yourself in a trance
Your automatic writing’s the best
Dim the lights, enter ghost
Somebody give it guitars
And do not what you're told
just tell us what you're going to do!

Divine times on the dotted lines
Phenomenonolgy!