I've grown tired of living inside a house that's not a head
Tempted to the porch, walk through the door, that's how it's fed
A bedlike tongue to cradle my bones and hair to catch the rain
I've grown bored of living inside a house without a brain
And now I'm staring out of a glass eyeball
Staring out of a glass eyeball
Staring out of a glass eyeball
Staring out of a glass eyeball
I've grown tired of living inside a house that's not a head
Two glass eyes to wash so it cries the fingerprints from it
I'll build two, and one will be blue, the other will be pink
I am done with living inside a house that cannot think
And now I'm staring out of a glass eyeball
Staring out of a glass eyeball
Staring out of a glass eyeball
Staring out of a glass eyeball
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