song lyrics that are palahniuk-esque

kiddy litter by sage francis

lights flicker on the frame of a light sleeper watching sports,
in a stained wife beater and boxer shorts,
sun rays creep in between uneven slided of venician blinds and it see signs of struggle,
he resides in a jungle where the dreams dry and crumble,
everytime he deserts love and leaves behind his troubles, this time it seems he finally humbled,
defeated by the feline he been trying to subdue, beaten while they cuddle,
now subtle differences got him running from images,
weird as it is circus mirrors are a serious fear of his,
he stays a safe distance from the scarry kids, his beard is big and he wears a wig in public appearances, here he is,
half alive in the flesh suit, curiously appatized by the fresh fruit, served on a dish at his nightly health group, that drempt of catching a bed of zzzz's most people would have slept through,
if you ain't been through it then you don't know the way the days just waste away, a change of pace needs to take place, i play with razor blades and i shake, until i shave my face in the break of day lights flicker on the frame of a light sleeper watching sports,
in a stained wife beater and boxer shorts,
moon light creaps in between the uneven slides of venician blinds and it see's signs of struggle,
he hides a bundle of demons behind the stubble, the sleep hydrates him until his dreams dry and crumble, bleeding out of his eyes, the scene of the crime is a puddle,
where he cries uncle and doesn't realize he's lovable,
and lover girl doesn't cry cause she see's,
something in the both of them that needs to be freed,
and this cats got toungs tied till she leaves, a curiosity that could kill and entire species,
see these fingers of mine, seconds guess, it's time to see if one of them fits the dark rings around your eyes she said,
so she brings me to a guy who signs permission slips and if his finger fits
he's gonna poke inside to see what's alive
he's gonna poke inside to see what's alive
he's gonna poke inside to see what's alive