A Little Bitter - Live at the Kemper Arena, Kansas, MO - July 1996

How the mind does shout for rest
 When the body's shaking me
 Oh this tightness in my chest
 Still your leaves I'm raking
 Oh Lord is this a test
 Was it fun creating me
 My god's a little sick
 Still he wants me gracious
 Who
 Are you
 Who can see
 It's ok to live through me
 Live to be
 Part of me
 You're a week old magazine
 Yeah
 Was it something that I said
 Was it 'are they breaking me'
 I'm so selfish paying your rent
 While your blood I'm taking
 You
 Bend me
 Like a tree
 Dirty dollar bills for leaves
 Dark in a sea
 Of my seed
 And the tears on which you feed
 You feed
 The body is a temple
 A dormant alter
 To where infantile men lie around
 Itching and nibbling
 Hoping for a small piece of sanity
 That which you cannot give
 Change!
 Individuality
 Buying pennies with my soul
 And a little heaven spent
 While the hell am I taking
 Me
 Parasite
 Hide from life
 You know they'll remember me
 They are at war
 In self-worth
 All that matters much to me