Pain is my Muse

Infinity, reality, clarity ain't fucking parody
I addle my head in booze
Run astray from place to place
Me down begging for truce pain is real when pain is my muse

But sometime's I need skin on skin
Worth gettin" high when the air gets thin
Naked flesh and bone
Earth mother would you take me home

I need yours, I need yours, I need yours, I need
I need yours, I need yours, I need yours, I need
When I'm gone when I'm home on the ground with you
I come undone when done getting down on you

In '99 a little boy discovered
Being unique in his kind and unveiled to the world
Earth mother spirit truth told to that day
And ever since to shine upon your face and forgive your sins

Emptiness when I left my soul
My gut is full of stones,
Me down begging for truce
Pain is real when pain is my muse

I need yours, I need yours, I need yours, I need
I need yours, I need yours, I need yours, I need
When I'm gone when I'm home on the ground with you
I come undone when done getting down on you

I need yours, I need yours, I need yours, I need
I need yours, I need yours, I need yours, I need
When I'm gone when I'm home on the ground with you
I come undone when done getting down on you