I WANT TO DEVOLVE
AND SHED MY HUMAN SKIN
I HATE BEING CAPABLE OF THOUGHTS
WHEN THE DARK ONES ALWAYS WIN
I WANT TO BE A FOSSIL
I WANT TO BE SET IN STONE
I WANT TO BE STUDIED
I WANT TO BE KNOWN

THIS IS NOT A PHASE
THIS IS A CONDITION
I MIGHT LOOK LIKE I AM FINE
BUT I'M A WALKING CONTRADICTION
I'VE BEEN BETTER AND I'VE BEEN WORSE
BUT IF YOU TRY AND PAINT IT AS A BLESSING
YOU MIGHT AS WELL INVOKE THE CURSE

WAS IT IN MY HEAD OR WAS IT IN MY BLOOD?
DID I HATE MYSELF TO MUCH OR DID I NOT LOVE MYSELF ENOUGH?
AND I DON'T KNOW THE DIFFERENCE
SO IF YOU SHOW ME
I WOULD TRY AGAIN

I WANT TO EVOLVE
INTO A BLINDING BALL OF LIGHT
BIGGER THAN THE SUN
I WOULD DESTROY THE NIGHT
BUT THERE'S ONLY DARKNESS IN THIS FRAGILE CAGE OF MINE
BUT IF I COULD SHINE, HOW I WOULD SHINE

THIS IS NOT A PHASE
IT'S SOMETHING I HAVE LEARNED TO LIVE WITH
YOU MIGHT NOT SEE SYMPTOMS
BUT THERE'S STILL A FUCKING ILLNESS
WHEN I DIE, WHAT'LL IT SAY ON MY DEATH CERTIFICATE
NATURAL CAUSES, OR A CHEMICAL IMBALANCE

AND IF I DIE BEFORE I WAKE
PRAY THE LORD MY SOUL TO GIVE AWAY
TO ANYONE WHO MIGHT BE IN NEED
AND IF I DIE BEFORE MY TIME
I HAVE AN ARRANGEMENT WITH HIM, YES I'LL BE FINE
HE'S GOT A SEAT AT HIS RIGHT HANDING WAITING FOR ME