Miss American Bookworm - Paws

Output flows from me like a tidal wave

Sometimes more so than other days

They can’t set me a limit

Conscious acts are mostly bullshit

Images come when I sleep:

Blueprints drawn out in front of me

I try real hard to stay clean

Why are people so mean?

We’re from different galaxies

Alienation is more than just a feeling

I’ve lost most hope, in my case

Maybe I’ll find a new race

Images come when I sleep:

Blueprints drawn out in front of me

I try real hard to stay clean

Why are people so mean?