I read a book today
It made me think of a life I led
It seemed so far away, but then I wouldnt call it dead
I see a name or two and the ghosts just start to roam
I had em locked away
It seems theyve cut their own parole

Now face the music, son
Some people live to remember when
But youre no storage space
Youve lived a dozen lives since then
So what would modok do if his memory got too full?
Hed find a powersource and then hed pick what plugs to pull

I looked in the mirror and somebody blew up
I turned on my tv and somebody blew up
I learned how to lie well and somebody blew up
I learned how to live true and somebody blew up

My brain was still today
Just taking a little death
Just like the doctors say:
I never get that kind of rest
The movies on again
They got me nullifying ghosts
Im better dead than red
I guess Ill never get off the boat

I looked in the mirror and somebody blew up
I turned on my tv and somebody blew up
I learned how to lie well and somebody blew up
I learned how to live true and somebody blew up

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