Melodious Thunk

[Verse 1] Re-emerged from the dirt with a smirk The burnt pretty boy Inverted introvert, revert to the first kiss he stole Preferred to observe than to flirt with learned imbeciles He felt he deserved a turn at turning the world But it burns before he gets a go, that's typical She got under my skin as quick as twitches do Now whenever our lips are unlocked I feel miserable Counterproductive—I can’t spit rhymes when I’m kissing you And I’m trying to bring the truth to the all-seeing eye And with nails in his hands and feet Got cross with the infidels Just teasing, I’m not Jesus Let alone Harry Biblical Though you might make me a believer Maybe the Bible’s not so whimsical ‘Cause if I can get inside your head it'll take a fucking miracle, and [Chorus] Jazza kept the souls in the drawer Sign your name in blood, I'll put it in a hole in the floor I don’t bite, I just want to get to know you some more So I’ll show you my scars If you let me open your sores 'Cause right now we're 'bout as cold as the dead of the dawn [Verse 2] I’m more Romero than Romeo I chose to roam the globe in hopes of openin' some lonely souls I’m toe-to-toe with overload, I'm floating off the broken flow I froze to blow my bogey nose as Osho spoke of patience I’m waiting, not lazy, just comatose I dance the hokey coke for kids with polio and ride rodeos, I'm facety Maybe you’ve noticed, I like to count my losses As the gain peaks, taste me They call me Dr. Strangespeak I'm drowning, not waving in the mainstream Screaming, somebody save me But we haven’t seen many good-hearted people around these parts lately I guess they don’t make them like they used to Like cartoons from the '80s But people are people and I still love 'em Especially the ladies [Chorus] Jazza kept the souls in the drawer Sign your name in blood, I'll put it in a hole in the floor I don’t bite, I just want to get to know you some more So I’ll show you my scars If you let me open your sores 'Cause right now we're 'bout as cold as the dead of the dawn