Map the words to deny, deny the symptoms, as 'oh yeah I'm doing fine', as I've found a most endearing psychosis. Somewhere out there there's a thrill I swear. Desperate as I am I just can't strip bare and bleed the only purity I've known. But I lay with reason. Found logic concieved in a walk with skin. I sleep with reason producing these monsters. Under painted catcalls as in temptation. yeah there's a key to be in, but there's no shade, no shade to blame.
Four years after I first listened to this album, and this was my least favourite track, it's now the only one that doesn't make me cringe at some point. Well, along with A Crater To Cough In, that song still kicks ass.