Fly on the Wall

If walls could talk they'd speak language for higher decibels Buzzing in the air, flight patterns, labyrinth vegetables So we eat, plateful, scraping tongues for another bite So-called "house seasoning" taking lungs to another life Nah the bed's been made and it's sure where she sleeps No regrets, sober pest, your shares in the streets Got a beat for that one? Raw bangs, no cap gun I'm Django 'til this rap's done All in the spirit If you put your ear to the bottle you could probably hear it There's no sting and no one policing the message The wool over his eyes enterprise could least be impressive Full circle posing as crescents Peasants and peons, resonance to seek long Evidence the "free's" gone, what you seek's wrong Painstakingly moving forward Sooner or later one of these lunar craters will bloom an orchard There's plenty room for your turn at least you respect mine Many moons the floor burns Heat rhythms to dead times Grimes forsaking the shine, paws in the dirt Grinds not wasting his time, straws for the worst But we all out of straws to pull They'll only dig my fossils when they're all out of impossibles Hollowing out hostile to it's warm and chewy core How far is truly more? Until the farce fruits the war Bargaining's a chore when your heart's a target for doors Yes the stars are the source but try and aim higher Points make palms drip, no messiah I was born in the fire Grown to a lion-tamer I am wavered beyond the slave and the cater Lying neighbors, made a song for you to savor Where flies turn conversation crusaders Gossip and glory, glass to the wall, live and direct No pausing the story, earful leaves a jaw portly My god's mine... and mine only If only I could be a fly upon your wall Then maybe I could see I could see it all And every time you leave My skin starts to crawl Please just let me be the fly upon your wall You and I are like suicide... fun 'til you try it Punch the ticket when you buy it No re-admission to the riot First cuts the best cut, same old chestnut Left over an open fire to get effed up But guess what? I'm a test subject And you're a fully loaded stun-gun Let me be your Mr. Nobody and you can be my someone Tell me all your broken dreams that you got locked up in the dungeon I'll take the plunge in Walk through nine circles of hell just to kiss you In case you can't tell... I got boundary issues Outsider looks in as the fire is cooking Pincushion, thinkin' that she finally got the hooks in Yeah but she's a runaway, needs her one-a-day Didn't come to play, very unafraid... but in a funny way Let me suffocate, put the sun away Come the comedown? I'll be coming unwound Cuz the nighttime's the right time For usin' up your lifelines like; I'm Fine Fine. Call me the patron saint of patronizing Getting laid in hiding Little red riding here's got me in my feelings And my tolerance is fleeting The audience is screaming Must've caught him sleeping, wanting, needing Officer please just let me off with a beating Don't you see my only end game's the feng-shway That fucks up your bed frame Cut through all this red tape Wanna be cellmates? I'm a self-made man With stealthy hands and you best believe I got unhealthy plans Like feeling you come undone Stealing the breath right from your lungs Holding it in so I can feel that I Found something real, hell on heels burning with passion Goin' off like a matchhead, crash-test actress, trashin' the mattress As the night draws it's last breath All that's left is the fire in his head The sugar n spice n sex, spiders and webs Cold as winter's last breath This boy needs a little more life and a little less death Yes If only I could be a fly upon your wall Then maybe I could see I could see it all And every time you leave My skin starts to crawl Please just let me be the fly upon your wall