My Thoughts Are a Gas (F****d Up Version)

Of lights who've faded out before here comes the same When I'm coded from to much of what I can't describe Kepat at bay in some regard despite what she wrote I've been frozen in a site display where nothing amounts To anything Took a journey back to sometime just to find out If I could locate another improbable passage way Penetrate? rock and the rock echos back My thoughts are a gas I'm not going to crash Into anyone And often asked What do you know Just what was handed down to me Slip graciously in to the happy homes Groping? frequently opposed ? Built this champion Out of their own wasted flesh Is this supposed to do that Through it all I'll pass Cause my thoughts are a gass My thoughts are a gas My thoughts are a gas