It's a mess but I've got integrity
Cable Rat King swallowed up my misery
I apologise for all the mess and I
Tell them I'm at work and they nod and comfort me
It's a mess but I've got integrity
Keep rewiring just to stay ahead of me
I apologise when I break down and pull out my hair
I'm just working in there
I apologise when I break down and pull out my hair
I'm just working in there
And I feel like the world instead of me
Ambient body and a soul that's never me
Cloudy re-imaginings of past engagements
Coalesced around a knot of light and strangeness
Tidying it up takes away integrity
Pulled apart the cable king
Nothing was inside of him
I apologise when I freak out and pull out my hair
But there's nothing in there
I apologise when I freak out and pull out my hair
But there's nothing in there
I apologise when I freak out
But there's nothing in there
It's a mess but I've got integrity
Cable Rat King couldn't help but better me
Little ones still form but it's ok
Given time they slip and dissipate
Work is slow but I close up finally
Finding new ways to define new parts of me
Cut across my forehead, tip me back and pull my hair
And see what's in there
Cut across my forehead, tip me back and pull my hair
And see what's in there
And see what's in there
