Possession of a Weapon

Eyes in the sky crying geysers

How dare I have private desires

Don't rain on my papier-mâché

Don't rain on it, don't rain on it

Possession of the pussy weapon

My sacral chakra heaven's threatened

It's just flesh, it's just flesh

I can be grotesque, move my body like chess

So you're scared of me now, huh?

So you're scared of me now, huh?

Oh, you're scared of me?

Oh, you're scared of me?

Eyes in the sky crying geysers

How dare I have private desires

Don't rain on my papier-mâché

Don't rain on it, don't rain on it

Say you want my body, let me give it to you

Is that what you want, blood and guts?

Pussy teeth to imprison you

Little pills, I don't wanna get high

I feel an ache where my mind was

I try to think, but it's no use

Tumbleweed, bloody knees

I would crawl through broken glass to get home