here's my head on a plate

is that the time? is that the time?
where are you now?
to be a fly on the wall, a fly on the wall,
squniting at you,
picking out the shapes in the dark,
can you believe this?
so talk, just talk
what are you saying?
bigger fish to fry? bigger fish to fry.
im breathing embers,
i dare you to remember daring,
to get a little closer.

and the line goes dead

every time, every time,
i stand down,
i catch a bullet in my teeth.
boy do i feel sheepish,
it never was, never will be,
so im keeping it together.
ok, its ok,
silly me.
heres my head on a plate, my head on a plate,
i get the message,
sitting back down with whiplash,
and crystal in my limbs.

and i'm still here.