The Explorer

Day after day I comb my brain

Searching for words which sound the same

Choosing these words and making them fit

Hoping, somehow, they`ll all make sense

If they don`t, don`t blame me

I`m exploring my identity

I set the stage for the anonymous play

Composing good and evil in an offhand sort of way

So, if you should turn on me

It`s because you don`t understand

And won`t until you assemble the fragmented picture

Of a shattered man

I`m searching

And my own mind

Is my latest, greatest

Most fabulous find

I had to explore everything

All the drugs and drink

Cut my dick off with a butterknife in the sink

Lived in jail for a thousand or more years

Got lost for fifteen million more at sears

Never know what I might do next

Destroy myself

Discover death