“Those Two Kinds of People”
9:45 AM 4/1/2011

I come from a place where they have two kinds
Two kinds, of people

They are the ones you hear about
(Two kinds! Two kinds!)
The ones you hear about, but never know
(Never know! Never know!)
You think you know them, but you don’t
(You don’t! You don’t!)

Because they aren’t real, they can’t be
But then you find out

But when you find them, who knew?
(Who knew? Who knew?)
You can find them right here
(Right here! Right here!)
Before your very eyes
(Your eyes! Your eyes!)

Now watch them transform into the very thing
You fear the most, these people

You thought you knew
(You knew! You knew!)
They’re all around you now
Surrounding you, drown’ding you
Swarming over you
Completely
(Complete! Complete!)

You’ll never be yourself again
Not around them, how could you?
They’ll cover you, change you
Remake you in their own image
They don’t know you, how could they?

They aren’t like you, they can’t be
(Can’t be! Can’t be!)
They can’t like you! Who are you!
(Are you? Are you?)
You’ll never know yourself again!
(Who are you! Who are you!)

They’ll make you wish you were never born!
(And then what! And then what!)
And then what! And then what! And then what!
And then what! And then what! And then what!
And then what!

What are you supposed to do?
Break yourself? Remake yourself?
Retake yourself? Relate yourself?
Retool yourself? Reuse yourself?

(Who are you? Who are you?)
(Who are you? Who are you?)
(Who are you? Who are you?)

Quietly:
(Who are you? Who are you?)
(Who are you? Who are you?)
(Who are you? Who are you?)