I’m talking like the dude Who’s paying from the tune “My company decides for me So I don’t have to choose,” Cuz someone’s making up my mind Rushing blood and violins Are churning in my head I hope it’s not like until I’m dead That wouldn’t be too cool If maybe it was all within the mind And I’m so fragmented now That I went and cracked my head On a pan like its an egg Where my one is two I need you to reunite my state of mind And then I’ll creep onto your scene Like its a movie shoot Like a dog dressed in a suit I’m going to play the fool But is his love as deep as mine?