I’m at my best when I’m at my worst
I’m at my worst when it’s not rehearsed
I don’t wanna know the god damn words
I don’t wanna have to spell it out
Don’t wanna mumble what I’m tryin’ to say
I wanna scream it from my foamin’ mouth
Shoot out the lights and ride away
I’m in my worst when I’m at my best
I’m at my best when I’m tryin’ to look and think and talk and sing and read and write like all the rest
We’re all just tryin’ to play our roles
In a play that runs at *...*
And I hate this damn enlightenment
We were better off as animals
We’re at our best when it’s from our hips
From our hips we don’t give a shit
It just feels good, and that’s no sin
It’s the only way to feel alive
The closest thing to being born again
*...*a job well done
Roll in the hay, or roll around the sun
We’re at our worst when it’s from our lips
From our lips we cause a rift
And this cold world is fallin' in
From babel to gossip lauds(?)
Our words have formed a *...*
And I wish that we had never talked
Our hips said it all
And I wish that we had never talked
Our hips said it all
