Waltz and a 1/2 Testo

The lazy-lilting-leering-eyed monstrous thing
at the root of the feeling
is sending sharp waves to my head until I'm reeling
it's breaking down the chemical mix of my brain
I'm turning to vapor
while pouring these pain waves out onto paper
over?ow until they wash out the neighbors
who cry out in the night for their savior

I will be free now exorcism going well
or I will go to hell
I can't tell you when or how

the weary-wiltingcrazy-eyed ponderous thing
by the light on my ceiling
is casting dark shadows overhead
of where I'm kneeling
it intercepts the prayers that I say every night
the way I've been told
I watch as it steals all the sheep
from my thinning fold
oh God tell me how I've slipped through this pinhole
I could listen to you now though I still won't

I will be free now
exorcism going well
or I will go to hell
I can't tell you when or how
lurking in corners are dark hidden dangers you're searching for signs in the faces of strangers
and hoping in time they may ?nd your replacement
the monsters aren't gone just asleep in the basement