Why check time? It won't make it earlier. Wash the led from your hand, and beware the beetle. He craws to remind of what can't be seen. And the vagueness of your memories through him.

You can't learn your lesson from a deadman, bloody up your nose and learn to take a hit. You're on your own. To change, take action, don't wait.

Spread the sugar, over the bread. Coat the taste to suit your buds. The time has come again, for psychological remembrance. Different from any other day...somehow.

You can't learn your lesson from a deadman, bloody up your nose and learn to take a hit. You're on your own. To change, take action, don't wait.

With time, the sugar has thinned, and you've returned human. Get back your taste, enjoy your bread. Don't think, just bite.

You can't learn your lesson from a deadman, bloody up your nose and learn to take a hit. You're on your own. To change, take action, don't wait.