Dark Matter

When I was just a little boy I threw away all of my action toys While I became obsessed with Operation With hearts and minds and certain glands You gotta learn to keep a steady hand And thus began my morbid fascination Tore the spines from out of all of these self-help books Made myself a gun that not only shoots but looks so real Yeah, it shoots through steel with rays of darkmatter Rays of darkmatter Do you wonder where the self resides? Is it in your head or between your sides? And who'll would be the one who will decide its true location? And does the thought about this red and black Thought of tongues that taste you back Fill you with the nausea-ausea, also ovulation? Noose is loosed around our necks made of DNA And every day it's growing tighter, no matter what they do or say And you can shoot right through with rays of darkmatter Just before they kick out, they kick out the ladder With rays of darkmatter, rays of darkmatter Like something catching fire Do you wonder where the self resides? Is it in your head or between your sides? And who would be the one who will decide its true location?