Lou says, "I must confess
I don't know myself but know I'm no victim"
He was born with a rose in his chest
He hid from his wife under skin that don't fit him
Never walked away from himself
But in his turmoil, he found a new Jesus
Then rejected identity
That fits in a box (Out come the think pieces)
There's a cancer eating my guts
I don't know its name but talk to it daily
It's an eager Venus flytrap
In platinum gold fronts that read, "f*ck you pay me"
My world dissolves in its jaw
It's shooting it's cum, I'm having its baby
I can feel the kink in my spine
From swallowing sick. It's starting to change me
Was I really there?
Lou says, "do more with less"
Then penciled his eyes on a face with no features
His soul would beam through his flesh
The moment he fed them ravenous creatures
Since I left an unfriendly nest
I read the wrong texts, I had some bad teachers
But I'd rather find a new door
Than kneel at the feet of any gatekeepers
I am fingering my inner cunt
While horny old nuns resentfully shame me
With a careless flick of the wrist
I flaunt my freedom; their lies are my crazy
I am not like you
My father's son, brother to four only children
When I trace the map in my fingerprints
And find me, I vow I will kill him
I am an invisible man disappearing
Was I ever really there?