Lyrics:

Lets begin with the past in front and all the things that you really dont care about now
Youd be exactly where im at
And to think youve got a grip well, look at yourself your lips are like two flaps of fat
They go front and back and f-lappidy flappidy flap

Im on stage its all an act, im really scared that I may fall back on the abstract
It'd be exactly where I'm at

If you're to be
The roaming eye well pry it open and let me tell you why it sees
The harsh realities

Lets begin with the past in front and all the things that you really dont care about now
Youd be exactly where im at