Coffee House

So you think my exterior seems

A little out of focus

Because I don't talk in cliches

that people try to use

to stroke us

I don't care too much for

Clicks and gangs and little

sweing circles

If you want a place in this

rat race I say

Run off and join the circus

If you look inside my head

You will see things

That you probably shouldn't see

Because my outside is off center

But I gurantee

It's stranger inside me

Have you ever felt like

Pulling your insides out

Cause they're burning

You feel caged

Like an animal that wants to fuck

And you're yearning

For something strange, unexpected

Unexplainable to happen

That either kills you

Leaves you hurt

Or makes it hard to stop

From laughing