When I lift at home | |
When I land to hate yet | |
This was time of my | |
Mind Quake | |
I learned to be high-brow | |
And I should be a He-Man | |
And I should think my head was on order | |
When I felt the lines | |
I went to god's hot shot and gave first | |
Of all my head's | |
Mind Quake | |
I draw 'till I dream | |
And I live in my friends | |
And I can't | |
That the mind quake was aware |