Standing In A Puddle Of Flesh Lyrics

Looking quite a mess
Standing in a puddle of flesh
Sticking out my clay
Playing reindeer games
Looking down the alley
At laughing stock
Knocking down the walls
Making up scene clothes
Off to skating
Conversation goes in the neon toes
High, ho

Backing into bed
Falling out of tune
Disconnecting ruins of the stars
Riding out the day
Falling out of touch
Looking very much the same
As every little human in the name of vain
Watching out
Riding out the names
To assassinate
As of late