More Like You

<p>An excess rules everything I do<br/>So tell me how can I be more like you<br/>&#x27;Cause all of this don&#x27;t seem to bother you<br/>So tell me how can I be more like you<br/><br/>The lights are on but nobody&#x27;s home<br/>If I&#x27;m mad, well them my mouth foam<br/>Cover my transportation in chrome<br/>Under the sky dome<br/>Pegasus flown over my skeletal features<br/>But an opaque anatomy is all I&#x27;ll ever be<br/>For none to see<br/><br/>A numb teacher holding a counseling position<br/>Posture remaining unchristian<br/>Slouchin&#x27; down so low I&#x27;m missing<br/>Caverns and taverns is where I sought my refuge<br/>Stood in the foyer of the brothel meshing with sin<br/>Grippin&#x27; a bottle<br/>How many times I sat up in the night sky<br/>Craving to die, wanting to fly<br/>Knowing this was all a lie<br/>The succubus French kissed me in the orifice<br/>Complex as Oedipus left in my mouth a taste of distrust<br/>Lust for flesh &amp; bone, but ain&#x27;t no angels in dust<br/>Ain&#x27;t no heroines in opium, word up I scoped &#x27;em<br/>There ain&#x27;t no answers this is all random evolution<br/>Best check the chemicals in your solution<br/>You might be prostitutin&#x27;<br/>An excess rules everything I do<br/>So tell me how can I be more like you<br/>Cause all of this don&#x27;t seem to bother you<br/>So tell me how can I be more like you<br/><br/>Why is everything so technical, got me thinkin&#x27; mechanical<br/>Puffin&#x27; on those botanical, every second so critical<br/>Board with the human language<br/>Anguish, beats on my mental, fuckin&#x27; with chemicals<br/>Sick as the appetites of cannibals<br/>Far away they shoot a laser from a computer<br/>It ricochets off a satellite panel<br/>To a missile silo in Cuba<br/>Eyes behold catastrophe<br/>Foreseen by Nostradamus<br/>The prophets peep the millennium<br/><br/>Age of the broken promise<br/>More religions than park pigeons<br/>The poor envy the rich and<br/>Monetary decisions make pessimistic the vision<br/>It&#x27;s like the whole planet went off the deep end<br/>While I was sleepin&#x27; men be leapin&#x27; off ledges<br/>When there women leave for the weekend<br/>The human mind&#x27;s an asylum, dialin&#x27; help lines repeatedly<br/>Pushin&#x27; garbage down and putting more in so greedily<br/>In the head of irate Babylonians<br/>Everything is what it is, even when it&#x27;s not<br/>An excess rules everything I do<br/>So tell me how can I be more like you<br/>Cause all of this don&#x27;t seem to bother you<br/>So tell me how can I be more like you