mad for medusa

bigfoot step over me, spare me from embarassing defeat, numb to the thought existing, i'd be exstatic, would the find complete the puzzle for me, i could be fiction from the entry, the entry, what do you think you know, i know its ok now, lay down more stupid rules, that only i apply to, im made for medusa, but hung up on how it feels to be a ceramic, and now you know, if i call it how i see it, i may never call it, your teeth they talk and talk, and i never follow, if you repeat what you here, you wont be repeating, be repeating, be repeating, anything to anyone, im mad for medusa, but hung up on how it feels to be a ceramic, and now you know, amelia i may never meet you, maybe the oceans where you rest, bermuda i may never see you, just because no one's coming back, along came a spider, that crawled inside her, now i think im sick for christian's sake, but frozen with fear of god the earthquake, and now you know, im mad for medusa, but hung up on how it feels to be a ceramic, and now you know