Ill not be confined to a common body or a language That erases what I feel is true And it is my choice to spoon-feed in to the garbage All that I don't wish to hold onto Well I cracked my jaw On somebody else's truth And I clasped my hands On somebody else's god But a hungry ghost Is pricking the back of my neck And an ending life Is something I declare dead That I declare Didn't you think that Ripping a hole Rippin' a hole in the knee Of your dreams could make you famous Wouldn't you have burnt two holes into your eyes Staring at the sun If it could teach you how to make it Well I cracked my jaw On somebody else's truth And I clasped my hands On somebody else's god But a hungry ghost Is pricking the back of my neck And an ending life Is something I declare dead That I declare dead Ooo That I declare Dead Ooo That I declare dead Ooo That I declare dead Ahhoh