Tell me what it's like
The plastic suicide
Those fake pills and champagne
As this whole world
Hates your bloody nose
And cares about your games
Why don't you grow up
You have to shave anyway
Childish moron
You think you are wise, full of lies,
You drink milk, and puke wine
Don't you realize
You are inside my aeroplane
Take off your red shoes
Rest your lips in my soul of propane
Sketch of a prelude
Here's your time
Be introduced to your brain
Don't you realize
You are inside my aeroplane
Your world
In my aeroplane
