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Sometimes I can be down like that
When I don?t cross myself with you

Dysmorphic in doses
Imagine trying to shit out twelve red roses
It?s how I do but not everybody knows it
Imagine how I?d feel to be called a promotionalist
A mitt man, an emotionalist
When I don?t cross myself with you

Sometimes I can be up like that
When I don?t cross myself with you
Sometimes I can be down like that
When I don?t cross myself with you

Some kind, psychosis
Don?t what you call it, oneness might be the closest
A psychotropic segment so tasteless
It tastes sweet
And then it changes
When I don?t cross myself with you

Sometimes I can be up like that
When I don?t cross myself with you
Sometimes I can be down like that
When I don?t cross myself with you

Sometimes I can be up like that
When I don?t cross myself with you
Sometimes I can be down like that
When I don?t cross myself with you

Sometimes I can be up like that
When I don?t cross myself with you
Sometimes I can be down like that
When I don?t cross myself with you