Lyrics:

I dreamt late last the night I was schizophrenic
Then waking I found that to be 80% true

20% of the time spent was the grasp of anxiety
Why does ending clash with mending?
Stiff from questions, answer less ones
So much gray skin, not quite dust bin
With the clench that I am in

Damn you solicitude, quit your knock on my door
With the brassy knob turn
This ride makes one stay on with stiff jaw
From eating when it's found on descent

Rise with frankly too much
Now I know how much consumed
Oh wow, I'm horny today
The but truth, the endless