2012 - Live Will Wood and the Tapeworms

"Here's a song"

("Fuck!")

I was an existential criminal, so innocently cynical
Ignorant as fuck, but a proud individual
Originally meant to live a God-damned miracle
Might’ve been metaphysical, but I think it was medical

Testing my hypothesis, never finding a theory

Emulating animals and mental aboriginals
A miserable fuck, but a loud Tao mystical
An enemy of ritual traditionally integral to
Biblical originals, but literally pitiful

Too impatient for outpatient, paging Dr. Leary
Did you lose yourself? It’s always in the last place that you’d check

I might find myself by retracing my steps

I don’t remember how I forgot myself
I don’t remember, I don’t remember 2012
I don’t remember how I forgot myself
I don’t remember, I don’t remember 2012
I don’t remember 2012. I don’t remember
Oh, the whole year’s a blur