Did you ever turn on the subliminal message
Sublim-subliminal message
I can't compensate, my consciousness is getting thin
My dinner is already done, but I'm not getting full enough of meat
Or cabbages, pork and beans keep filling heads
Overflowing acid baths while choking on the aftermath of love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
I'm all out of help, my steadiness is getting dim
Silence hits the silverware and I'm not old enough to carry weight
In broccoli, passing on the cottage cheese
Holding scepters made of plastic,
Acting like it's not that tough of love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
Under mine own elbows, paper-thin napkins
Catching where the blood runs in and out of patterns of peace
One by one, still not feeling full enough
Dip my hands into the ice cream cake and take my own slice of love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love