Numbing myself enough to handle what's going down
Sometimes that leaves me with my head spinning round
It's just like sitting on an ancient Indian burial mound
Hearing all the propaganda wish I were homeward bound,

She left me alone and bleeding like a wounded clown
Don't ask this fool why at times he seems so down
The sheep are many and most won't hear that sound
Blast of a trumpet when the death angel comes to town,

I've seen into that rabbit hole deep, winding, and dark
Might as well grind your teeth and chew on bark
Betrayed by your lovers it's no walk in the park
One thing I'll say is that truth has left its mark,

Life is like making your way through a web of lies
Time after time when your life gets compromised
When I asked for a slice of truth I got super sized
Like when you're in a crowd of people all hypnotized,

When you wish for anything you thought you need
Be careful my friends if your request involves greed
Be careful in your life not to plant those poison seeds
They'll taste so very bitter when you're forced to feed,

Back on my Indian burial mound the spirits aren't so kind
Neither are all the divorcees who've tasted that bitter rind
Learn all your lessons when young before you lose your mind
Life's a long dark road when there's no company you can find.