In this act I'll disguise those dead eyes
Stretch right the lips, a glistening gum line
Mouth curtains pulled I shine

My yellow stage light smile distracting
Dancing puppets on short saliva strings
So you'll find comfort in a lie

My overbite clenched, set in place
Like a stack of polished
Bright white dinner plates
Hand in my pocket, straight jacket mind
It's gettin easy

I wish I had a single thought the
Least bit legitimate enough
To open up my mouth and spit accuracy
It's gettin easy

In this act I'll disguise those dead eyes
Lay flat the tongue
Let the supplement slide down
Everything is fine

And my brain is cloudy, leveled out
The pill dissolved
It's flushing out everything I care about
And not replacing it
With anything substantial

So I'm on my hands and knees
Like a martyr calling out his final plea
The executioner looks exactly like me
It's me
It's gettin easy

I wish I had a single thought
The least bit legitimate enough
To open up my mouth and say anything
Mean, I don't mean anything

I wish I had a single thought the least bit
Legitimate enough