T.M.I.

DIZZIED BY THE LINGO, BECAME STUPID BY THE STRAIN
BODY’S LOST ITS TEMPERATURE, EARTHQUAKE SHAKING UP THE BRAIN
STUCK BETWEEN SOME DEAD END ROCK AND CAUGHT UP IN THEIR RUT
RUNNING ON A ONE WAY STREET BUT ITS LIKE RUNNING OUT ON LUCK

SO I CRAMMED INTO MY SARDINE CAN, TWISTED UP MY FACE
LIPS HAVE LOST ITS WAY TO SMILE, SOME B.S. STINKING UP MY SPACE
RAN UP TO A BROTHER, PLEASE TELL ME WHERE I AM?
WHERE YOU ARE IS WHERE YOU’LL BE AND WHAT YOU ARE IS WHO I AM

T.M.I. IN MY HEAD
LOSING ALL COMMON SENSE
IT’S BLOWING UP MY MIND
IT’S BLOWING UP MY MIND

NO B IN MY LIBIDO, SKULL HAS GONE TOO SOFT
THIS MEDIOCRE FISHBOWL IS LIQUIDATING UP MY THOUGHTS
FLUNG LIKE A CIGARETTE THAT’S STILL SOAKED IN SOMEONE’S DROOL
GOD HOOK ME UP AND LIFT ME HIGH AND SAVE ME FROM THIS DROWNING POOL

NO REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR AS MY NOSE BEGAN TO BLEED
CRAWLED INTO THE WALK-IN ON BENDED BACK AND BENDED KNEE
TELL ME DOCTOR, TELL ME
TELL ME I’M NO FREAK
YOU’RE 3 PARTS HOMOSAPIEN AND 1 PART HUMAN BEING

T.M.I. IN MY HEAD
LOSING ALL COMMON SENSE
IT’S BLOWING UP MY MIND
IT’S BLOWING UP MY MIND

MAYBE I’M TOO TRITE OR MAYBE I AM IRRESPONSIBLE
ITS FUNNY HOW YOU BECOME SANITIZED AND ANALYTICAL
OR JUST THE WAY YOU END UP LIVING OVER APATHETICAL
I CANNOT BE THE ONLY, PHONY ONE