The Explorer – D.R.I. – letras

Day after day I comb my brainSearching for words which sound the sameChoosing these words and making them fitHoping, somehow, they’ll all make senseIf they don’t, don’t blame meI’m exploring my identityI set the stage for the anonymous playComposing good and evil in an offhand sort of waySo, if you should turn on meIt’s because you don’t understandAnd won’t until you assemble the fragmented pictureOf a shattered manI’m searchingAnd my own mindIs my latest, greatestMost fabulous findI had to explore everythingAll the drugs and drinkCut my dick off with a butterknife in the sinkLived in jail for a thousand or more yearsGot lost for fifteen million more at searsNever know what I might do nextDestroy myselfDiscover death