Giggity Giggity Goo:

My Mind Is My World, Or Whats Left Of It Anyways
Bottled Inside, With My Pride, For So Many Days
Let Me Weigh The Sun; Earth's Already On My Back
Seal Up My Inner Space; A Fortress You Can't Hack
Cut Me Some Slack, Or Just Give Me The Whole Rope
We Can Elope To The Heavens; They're My Sole Hope
My Soul Slopes Downward Into Insatiable Oblivion
12 Brothers Are Too Many; Round It Down To Simeon
Fly By My Face The Facts, They're Pressure Cracks
In Vision, Lacking Precision Because Of Cataracts
The Artifacts That Symbolize All That Is Outside
Space That Lies Beyond Where Boundaries Coincide
The Realm Of Humanity, Seemingly Cold And Distant
Hurtfulness Repells Off Shoes With Splash Resistants
Where They Mash Insistance, Turning Backs To God
And Everyone Else For That Matter; Poke And Prod
Their Morals, You'll Find It's The Same Old Story
"The Bible Is A Fable And Church Just Bores Me"
I Deplore Thee; Afore You Get Lost In Outer Space
Recede Into My Dimention; It's Life W/o Her Grace
I'll Admit, But It's Better Than Your Disapparating
Becoming One With Nothing; Certainly Accomodating
Light Will Just Abandon; Thought Is All That's Left
Are You Ready To Go Steady With A Fate Worse Than Death?

Edit: There was a stupid spelling error.

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis