Testo Thought Menagerie Six Feet Under
I only want whatâs mine
Thatâs what I came to find
A little respect thatâs all
From you
Because one has his natural right
But somehow that doesnât seem right
Not when I look at myself
I was taken on a trip to see
A miniscule menagerie in my soul
Where all the thoughts have escaped the cage
And vamp across the spiritual plain
Itâs like I said before
Iâve got the right to ignore
The ruin in my self
If it involves change
And so I lay it down
Put my humanistic crown
On the shelf
I think Iâve changed my mind
Iâd rather seek than find
The sorrow from you
I wonât regret