A Better Human Being

Pristine diagnoses form when the fear starts settling in
It’s like loosing the horses from the stable you locked them in
And where’s your head in all of this? It’s mounted in the den
So settle in, son, it’s a long, long ride till you’ll see yourself again
Scientific inquiries warm me in the bath
And exercises in memory make me immune to panic
I like your approach there, honey, but you left yourself in the dirt
And standard emergency room procedures don’t work behind the curtain
And I, I am extreme
And I, I am extreme
Falling through the surface of the Earth is not an option
And every sentence that I speak can’t have one more translation
What’s real? And what’s unreal? The line feels like a tomb
So I shed my skin in order to be a better human being for you
So I shed my skin in order to be a better human being for you