It's a mess but I've got integrity Cable Rat King swallowed up my misery I apologise for all the mess and I Tell them I'm at work and they nod and comfort me
It's a mess but I've got integrity Keep rewiring just to stay ahead of me I apologise when I break down and pull out my hair I'm just working in there I apologise when I break down and pull out my hair I'm just working in there
And I feel like the world instead of me Ambient body and a soul that's never me Cloudy re-imaginings of past engagements Coalesced around a knot of light and strangeness Tidying it up takes away integrity Pulled apart the cable king Nothing was inside of him
I apologise when I freak out and pull out my hair But there's nothing in there I apologise when I freak out and pull out my hair But there's nothing in there I apologise when I freak out But there's nothing in there
It's a mess but I've got integrity Cable Rat King couldn't help but better me Little ones still form but it's ok Given time they slip and dissipate
Work is slow but I close up finally Finding new ways to define new parts of me Cut across my forehead, tip me back and pull my hair And see what's in there Cut across my forehead, tip me back and pull my hair And see what's in there And see what's in there