Belly Up

Into the pageant of pretty Miss Machine Then just to burn it down Watch all the people come Out, out, out, out! Down with the pageant of pretty Miss Machine Watch them run across town Screaming and the burning shout The breeze so delicate Breathe so intimate Left me sticky stuck just swallowing my gum And in the morning laugh at all the Shit I've been dreaming about I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die! Face down, belly up, comin' up for air You can't take the beast out of me, me, me, me You can't take the beast out of me, me, me, me No you can't take the beast out of me I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die From teething to dying Jousting the hearts that you wear on your sleeves The backstabbing man that I am Foundation a basis bewildering me So if you can Try to catch up to me I'm just a phantom The backstabbing man that I am I'm just a phantom S-H-E-I-S-T-Y-Y-Y-Y When you're ready we are not We've all heard about foxtrot along the coast but underneath my fingernail Until recently they've listened to your frequency Your frequency Your frequency but But soon you'll be rediscovered Soon you'll be rediscovered I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die Related my wisdom to an honest walk outside the tracks Where vision can't position we're lost in the origin Lost in the origin Lost in the origin! Related my precision to an idle hand Beside my gat In the midst of all this fury In the midst of all We've become so well in touch Become so well Become so well in touch I can smell I can taste so drugged