For whatever reason you refuse to feel this space within
To know what’s insanity, to really know it
Whatever your particular anaesthetic is
That you hold onto so desperately
The thing that makes you think you know who you are
Whatever that thing is you allow you to keep you sane
Your ace in the hole
The psyche that keeps you from trying to guess
What your pimp has in store for you…
Whatever keeps you from screaming out at this moment
In absolute and sheer horror,
Whatever you fuck your brain with
Whatever that is, whatever that is…
It’s a lie. It’s a LIE!
Bushwacka! - The Healer (House mix)