Like an old typewriter
I am looking for a good writing
All I know is that I don't feel right, nevermind
I am weary, I am bored, just like a novel
I stand for the end of the world, yes I don't know
I stand for some magical wonderful things
Give me some fireflies, water
A thought that shines under the moon

I am a psycological laxative
I want to know, searchin', find something to do
I want to tear my stomach open
I am a psycological laxative
I am a God's laxative
I am not the one, but I stand alone

Like an old typewriter
I am looking for a good writing
All I know is that I don't feel right, nevermind
I am weary, I am bored, just like a novel
I stand for the end of the world, yes I don't know
I stand for some magical wonderful things
Give me some fireflies, water
A thought that shines under the moon

I am a psycological laxative
I want to know, searchin', find something to do
I want to tear my stomach open
I am a psycological laxative
I am a God's laxative
I am not the one, but I stand alone

I wonder if I am from this planet at all, in fact
I am a psykological laxative
I want to know, searchin', find something to do
I want to tear my stomach open
I am the inflatable doll of a frustrated God
And his sperm starts rushing to my head
I am a whore among others
And the sidewalk is getting narrow

And pull up my eyes

I am a psycological laxative
I want to know, searchin', find something to do
I want to tear my stomach open
I am a psycological laxative
I am a God's laxative
I am not the one, but I stand alone