꩜ 𝔻𝕄𝕋 ꩜

Intro — polite voice, deteriorating

Welcome back.

Please place your body in the tray.

Any liquids?

Any unresolved childhood?

Wonderful.

Verse 1

Took DMT, now the ceiling's got gills,

Breathing out staircases, swallowing hills.

Teeth in the wallpaper spelling my name,

One of them winked and the alphabet came.

High-pitched whine, then the room unzipped,

My skull cracked open and out I slipped.

Shot through a tunnel of wet stained glass—

Somebody yelled, "HE'S STILL GOT AN ASS!"

Pre-Chorus

No hands, no face, no where, no when,

That fucking clown says, "You again?"

I know this place. I've never been.

They turn the outside further in.

Chorus

Please hold—

Please hold for infinity!

There's a mechanical elf inside-outing me.

D-M-T, what the fuck did I see?

A thousand little mouths going, "Hee-hee-hee!"

Please hold—

My name fell out of me!

A mantis has assumed responsibility.

I came for the meaning, they handed me a bell—

Now I'm employee of the month in a breathing hotel.

Verse 2

Lady made of violet held me like a child,

Loved me so hard that my atoms reconciled.

Said, "You are everything. Nothing is wrong."

Then the floor grew a tongue and corrected the song.

Mantis in a waistcoat opened my head,

Pulled out a tiny version of my bed.

Under the mattress, another little me,

Screaming, "WHO THE FUCK'S BEEN DREAMING ME?"

Machine elves gathered with a luminous sack,

Said, "We found your personality. Want it back?"

I asked for enlightenment. They checked in the rear.

"Best we can do is a detachable ear."

Chorus

Please hold—

Please hold for infinity!

There's a mechanical elf inside-outing me.

D-M-T, what the fuck did I see?

A thousand little mouths going, "Hee-hee-hee!"

Please hold—

My name fell out of me!

A mantis has assumed responsibility.

I came for the meaning, they handed me a bell—

Now I'm employee of the month in a breathing hotel.

Breakdown — drums disappear; close, frightened vocal

I forgot what a human was.

Then I forgot there was something to forget.

Polite voice

Your fear is very important to us.

Beat returns — chopped entity voices

Fold him!

Unfold him!

Show him the thing!

No not that thing—

The other thing!!

Bridge — suddenly tender

For a moment I stopped asking

Where the room had put my skin.

Something held the part that panicked.

I could feel it listening.

Then a jester with my mother's eyes

Put the sun between its thighs,

Laid an egg that hatched my street—

"YOU'LL NEED THIS WHEN YOU GET YOUR FEET."

Final Chorus

Please hold—

Please hold for infinity!

The whole damn waiting room is laughing through me.

D-M-T, what the fuck did I see?

The manager was smaller than a sesame seed.

Please hold—

They're putting me back in!

Got a mouth full of stars and a factory grin.

I knew why the universe bothered at all—

Then I opened my eyes and forgot the whole call.

Outro — ordinary room, distant ringing

Back on the couch.

Same cup. Same wall.

The wall leaned in.

“Did they ask about me?”