Lyrics:

A Question Marks On A Question Mark
and Insecurities Connect My Parts
i Thought You Are Me And I Am You
so I Talk To Myself til My Face Turns Blue
ask Me If My Feet Touch The Ground
i Drift Away And Explore The Profound
a Morph To Satisfaction Is The Trip
its You... Isnt It ...
father Tell Me What You Think Of Me
please, Tell Me What You Think Of Me
the Pressure And The Weight Comes In With The Tide
i Tell You That I Love You A Thousand Times
someone Said A Silver Course Lands My Door
now Question Marks Talk To Me Even More
im Tired.. And I Wanna Come Home
but All That Pains Me Is The Thought Of My Own
the Thought Of You Just Reeks With Divinity
a Spark By My Heart Is The Symbol Of The Trinity
i Can Understand That The Stakes Are High
but Id Really Like To Know What Ive Done And Why
im Floating In A Sea Of Doubt When It Comes To That
it Seems As Though All Of My Thoughts Are Now Acrobats
i Am You, Now Thats A Thought To Renege
but In The Thought That Stops It Seems To Get Big
i Wonder Why Father.. Why It Is What It Is
because I Am What I Am .. What Gives
alphabet Soup Brings Uncertain Ts
a Kiss On The Cheek Is More Trouble For Me
is It Possible That I Might Decompose
and Reassemble With A Spark And A Rose
i Notice That Oblivion Follows Me Around
as Ode To Forgetful Mind Is Shot Down
eternity Is Holding A Rubix Cube
and Everything Inside It Seems To Be Nude
i Just Dont Get It Sometimes Its Wierd
it Barely Shakes But Escalates Into Fear
im So Distraught That It Now Makes Sense
the Perfect Pony.. But Youll Only Get A Glimpse
now Someone Tried To Hit It With A Stick Of Bamboo
i Wonder Wonder Wonder Wonder Who
i Grin As The Era Of The Selfish Fades
and Im Looking At The Skies Through A Pair Of Dark Shades
and Im Buggin I Guess Cause It Makes Me Feel Good
theres So Many Things That I Misunderstood
i Guess Ill Never Know.. Itd Probably Cut Me Like A Knife
i Swore I Spent My Life Trying To Be Christ-Like
but I Love You Father So I Cant Lie..
i Think Ill Still Be Scared Even After I Die..