Right On

Your back curls like a creeping vine,
The answers in the fluid and the stem of the spine, (yeah)
In the black coffee bowl of your eye,
Why do you over-estimate the size of the lie?

*chorus*
I've seen the dangers of your rising sign
And I swear, I'd like,
To drink the fuel strait from your lighter,
It's all inside the wrist,
It's all inside the way you time it
I resent the way you make me like myself
*chorus*

My nerves jump like a boiling pan,
Like a skillet full of oil,
Splat'ring? rattling on the burner
Why stumble on to the thought of the natural ridden droplets so that I'll slowly yearn

*chorus*
I've seen the dangers of your rising sign
And I swear, I'd like,
To drink the fuel strait from your lighter,
It's all inside the wrist,
It's all inside the way you time it
I resent the way you make me like myself
*chorus*

Can I spell it out?
Can I spell it out?

*chorus*
I've seen the dangers of your rising sign
And I swear, I'd like,
To drink the fuel strait from your lighter,
It's all inside the wrist,
It's all inside the way you time it
I resent the way you make me like myself
*chorus*