Tuck me in then open my soul.
We will begin to experience all
Of the Tyranny and all of the small
Bothersome viewpoints that I can recall.


A dispute it approached me as I entered the street
I decided to distance myself from the police
Panic paints quite the picture, Wouldn't you agree?
Its pulling tight on my heartstrings just like a eulogy.


Cast me out to see, Use me as bait.
So you can retrieve all those people you hate.
Put them to work, manning your gate.
I wish that I could evolve or perhaps at least create


The embryo in your body has a mind of its own.
Destiny is a fountain that has flooded your home.
Now you're out on the street, looking for someone new.
And that is right where we meet, I ask you 'how do you do? '