"Baby you don't know where my mind has been
Fell off the bike more than twice
But it's time to ride again
This time I learned from my past falls
Old wounds may re-open soon
Burn 'em in alcohol
I heard that last call
It was a close one
Road runners
Know which direction to go when snow comes
We're coasting
With extra traction on radial tires
Having sex in the back wrapped in radio wires
Self abusive, Stuck in a bad place
A head full of bruises and scratched face
I bled profusely
Stirred in my juices
So you could taste me
Put my neck in a noose
And swung to safety
Found a land mine planted in the sole of my foot
I can't find santcum in the holes I've been put
I keep digging
Covered in earth
I undress
They run tests
I leave the dirt to the experts
White coats and shiny objects
I jump their lifeboat science project
We got a floater
Guinea pig overboard
Stone sober hillbilly kid with open sores
And ripped vocal chords
Tearing them out
It's a mute manifesto that you'll probably never hear about
Weirded out about my wearabouts
Swears pierce my mouth
A bearded medicine man who wears a pouch
Keeps digging
I'm swimming uphill
Fighting the tide of mudslides and blood spill
Until I've got a shirt off my back
And a girl on attack On top With a curled lip
The world map is our bedsheet
We share geography now
I explore virgin territory
The squeaky swat acted as a mating call
Had Nothing on me but her
And didn't feel naked at all
Ever feel the need
To keep it so real you feed
Yourself into her hunger and don't care if she bleeds
Asking all these questions
Aint highly recommended
They'll eventually get answered
If you put time into friendship
That is if what you're doing is helping
And it's not like you'll know until you... uhhh...
Reach the ending"