[ Featuring IN NIXON ]
Here comes the Prozac
Line by line
Cleaning the gun, all the time
Drown in a hollow, dry red wine
Facing the clock, always measuring mine
False, falls, and actual autumns
This is not a mirage
A tangible problem
Put up a barricade
Use it against me
You build me up, just to keep me down
Backed in a corner
Why are you against me
Cold hard facts off the floor
False, falls, an actual autumn
This is not a mirage
A tangible problem
(get it right)
False, falls, an actual autumn
This is not a mirage
A tangible problem
Strike down this matchbox incarnate
Are you an Honest
Mistake
