Circus Bazooko

My hands are empty, my soul is plenty
You can ease or tempt me
I just need your remedy in my mind
My eyes are flicking, my skull is itching
Am I real or fiction
Is it real or every fear in my bones
My head is sinking, my love is quicksand
Is it real or fiction
I just need your remedy in mind
My mind electric, my soul reflected
I can’t leave or take it
Am I real or in a UFO
Still alone, I’m still a monster
Still alone as a clown
Still know I’m still a monster
Still as lost as I’m found
Still a loner, still a monster
Still alone as a clown
My head’s in stitches, my love’s a stickshift
I can squeeze or milk it
Is it real or just a dream of mine
My boat is tipping, my horse is limping
I can’t ease or sink it
I just need some remedy tonight
Still alone, I’m still a monster
Still alone as a clown
Still a loner, still a monster
Still a lone battleground
My heart was wired in thorn
My heart was wired in thorn
My heart was wired in thorn
My heart was wired in thorn