Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties
Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties
Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties

Beasties believe in endless pleas, a tease to ease their freakasies
Rants beyond the eyes of dawn comes alive on seeds of song
Creepy empty space in time delineates my aching rhyme
Sometimes heated sorrow becomes true bliss

Even if I’ve tried to find a pathway to a better clime
If my try seemed vastly dark, no glimmer of light, no sign of a spark
Even though I feel the pull, of every bad decision culled
Between my spirit’s dream untold, I believe there’s something to this

A beastie is not just human, psychically diminished ruin
Devoured through and through in, darkly depths within
Failed like a withered blowhard, delinquent emotional shit-tard
Lost in a ghastly brain fart, disgusted that it’s so hard

As the art flows through your heart, coloured by dissenting marks
Leaving space to be replaced by moments of un-splendored grace
Contradictory desire, contorting even arts’ inspired
No one believes that they can change this

Enlightened business of the claw, reaches out to touch yet mauls
The flesh, the soul, the bonds of cold, demeaning self control
Distracted yet from the timely set of requirements of human debt
Without the sense to feel remiss, I believe there’s something to this

A beastie is not just human, psychically diminished ruin
Devoured through and through in, darkly depths within
Failed like a withered blowhard, delinquent emotional shit-tard
Lost in a ghastly brain fart, disgusted that it’s so hard

Whether we be strong or weak, whether there’s a final peak
Clever, life is, so to speak, a vacuum of aloneness
Grip the charcoal control your grasp, paint by numbers without a task
Black and white oblivious lapse, the actions that define us
Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties
Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties

Beasties live with hopes of chance, change their queer by circumstance
No special needs or crucial greed, just find a place to be at ease
No one understands their pain, superficial attempt to gain
A freedom from their madness

Never worry that beasties exist, within that space of time persists
A fluid reminder of the lost track of time were there any involving the mind
Beyond what is normal, a beastie is formally challenged to be what it’s formed

Unique is better than sameness, a freedom from their madness
Unique is better than sameness, a freedom from their madness
Unique is better than sameness, a freedom from their madness
(Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties
Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties)
Unique is better than sameness, a freedom from their madness
(Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties
Beasties, beasties, beasties, beasties)

Unique is better than sameness