No one notices a fly on the wall
Unless the fly weighs a hundred and eighty five pounds
Good intentions fail and reason soon is gone
When you f*ck with science, nature goes wrong
I'm a man made into a fly
And I... must try to splice
My body with your life
Where now would I be without this brain
I wouldn't have you. I wouldn't have these legs
You don't know how great this feeling can be
My human desires are shriveled up and now I'm free
I'm a man made into a fly
And I... must try to prove
To you... that though we may be drawn to shit
We can still melt people's faces off with our vomit
I'm a man made into a fly
And I... must die for I've lost control
And no... one must know about the telepods
Why did I feel the need to play God?
Oh why?