I had a little talk with myself the other day, answering every little question I could want and even some I didn't. I am beside myself, even more than you could know I can't control just who I am at any given moment, can't you see... see me?! You stupid Fuck! I ought to lock you up and throw away the key But I can't just because a little part of you is me... Can't you see? I hear the voices calling for my resignation from the post of captain of my soul, and master of my destiny I am perpetual in change, irretrievably insane The majority of one convinced that one plus one is none