Doesn`t anybody feel
That all these killers should be killed
And all these healers should be healed
So all these beggers can be filled 
Now tell me why am I to lie
If I`m holding firm and feel the right
to lie down beside this dog of mine
And let that perverted though really run through my mind 
I`d scrape my toes across the floor
This day`s the same as those before
And though inside I`m feeling giddy
Always wrong for never giving myself an uninvaded door 
So now I`ll take a little glue
I`ll put together a new glittered room for you
So I can start sitting so pretty
Instead of sitting here not seein` clear
Just sitting here not fittin` here
No things ain`t fittin` here 
I`ll just lay my head down beside this God of mine
And let that perverted thought burn a hole in my mind
And if I can`t lay my head beside this God of mine
Maybe the Hunter`s dog called God
Could be my friend in time