Brand New Beast

I'm so sick of swatting flies
And you don't even eat 'em
It's a tepid compromise
To treat as you'd be treated
We got twisted in that line
Tongue-tied up and turned around
And you don't even eat me out
You don't even eat me out

If I could shed you like a skin
Brand new beast
I would embrace terrarium
Happy as I need to be
I feel you peering in
From underneath a heat lamp sun
But you can't even make me out

You can't even make me
You can't even make me
You can't even make me out