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

(I awake in a well) possession of the pussy weapon (I awake in a well)
(I awake in a well) my sacral chakra heaven's threatened (I awake in a well)
(I awake in a well) it's just flesh, it's just flesh (I awake in a well)
(I awake in a well) I can be grotesque, move my body like chess (I awake in a well)

So you're scared of me now, huh?
So you're scared of me now, huh?
Ah, oh, you're scared of me?
Ah, 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