My surprise, my surprise
Fiber burns and bad advice
But I'm alive, I'm alive
I'm afraid and I'm a fool
I will always be your ghoul
Touché, I've been weighed

It wants everything, everything
I swore

It wants everything, everything
I swore

Die tonight, die tonight
Blessed be the ties that bind
But I'm alive, I'm alive
I'm a slob and I'm a flake
Trading heartache for heart pain
Touché, I've been weighed

It wants everything, everything
I swore

It wants everything, everything
I swore

I feel like everything’s alright
I snapped but baby I'm just fine
My feet will finally hit the floor
Left over by the leftovers from what fed me before

My head turned and there's no way back
My name is shame hitting me with the LBS
Just when I thought I was losing that
It's cool, I'm intact
Swing for the fences 'cause I'm cool like that
Can't move right back
Dark comedy but who writes that?
Man I faced down a bitter evil
Pride implies a Desert Eagle
But there's no sequel, there's no sequel
I knew the truth before I burned my neck
The proof is knots crowded 'round my head
At crossroads I chose the cross instead
Or it chose me, else I'd be dead
I grasped at death as if it was glory
A final swing for my attention whoring
'Cause I'm so boring
I wanted you to notice
I didn't mean it, I was posing
God meant it, I couldn't do it
But it snapped, yeah I blew it
These days everybody hurts
Everybody wants to talk about the passion
I'm second guessing
All the shiny, happy people that will scatter my ashes
Used to have all the right friends
I took your name like you took mine then
And I won't be losing my religion again
Someone has to pay even though Stipe ends
Paralyzed though my whole state is REM

One thought crept back
Two shots step back
Three crosses I accept that
For myself I correct that
Five times with no hint
Down to my sixth sense
Seven times seventy I repent
Hate my sin but do you forgiven
Nine went on but one was grateful
Ten couldn’t take it but two were faithful
Unleavened bread was my surprise
Grafted into the twelfth tribe

One thought crept back
Two shots step back
Three crosses I accept that
For myself I correct that
Five times with no hint
Down to my sixth sense
Seven times seventy I repent
Hate my sin but do you forgiven
Nine went on but one was grateful
Ten couldn’t take it but two were faithful
Unleavened bread was my surprise
Grafted into the twelfth tribe