Bottle me up till I explode
pissing all over my comode
the indecipherable urge will goad
me on to peel off the flattened toad
from the burning asphalt of the road
which will crack from the weight of the load
and I don't care if you ask me to leave
'cause I'm not really here if I don't breathe
kill the pain and shatter the glass
future erase, eradicate the past
blow out your brains, participate in class
till an icy rush and a cold blast
fills the room with faces aghast
as there stomachs turn into noxious gas
they say it's pointless, all these nightmares that I weave
'cause I'll live on and continue to breathe
see the man with the glass eyes
he walks around the graveyard and cries
and touches a tombstone where a body lies
with sticky fingers as the buzzing flies
fill his mind with dreams of half-truths and lies
were you once a person after you die?
and they tell the zygote after they've conceived
you're not really here if you don't breathe
all is vanity we say
as death brings the cholera today
at the funeral of the human play
the rainbow bridge burns into grey
and we delicately dispose of the remains
and we long for something lasting to stay
and I'm clinging for dear life to what I believe
'cause I don't have much time just to sit here and breathe