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 dark matter, no

Rays of dark matter, oh no

Do you wonder where the self resides?
Is it in your head or between your sides?
And who will 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 dark matter
Just before they kick out, they kick out the ladder

With rays of dark matter, oh no
Rays of dark matter, oh no

Like something catching fire

Do you wonder where the self resides?
Is it in your head or between your sides?
And who will be the one who will decide
Its true location?