I Can't Stand To See Myself On

I Can't See My Reflection In The Waters, I Can't Speak The Sounds That Show No Pain. I Can't Hear The Echo Of My Footsteps, Or Can't Remember The Sound Of My Own Name.

God Bless Them Pretty Women, I Wish They Was Mine, Their Breath Is As Sweet, The Dew On The Vine.

I'll Be Selling Tickets For My Next Tour Exclusively Through Jonah Lehrer. Make Sure To Pay Cash.

Your Mind Is A Your Temple, Keep It Beautiful And Free. Don't Let An Egg Get Laid In It By Something You Can't See.

Each One Of Them Suffering From The Failures Of Their Day, With Strings Of Guilt They Tried Hard To Guide Us.