180 Degrees

two thousand words come off your lips and
i'm left with questions of no relevance
one hundred mouths yawn like cannons
manipulate, twist the nerve 'til it snaps
who is who in these shoes?
there's nothing inside my head
that wouldn't work upside down

no adjustments necessary
maximum flexibility
dead start, dead stop

it keep bounching off the walls, i'm left far behind
how can you understand me so wrong?
everything i say can first be screwed backwards
there ought to be a curfew for the shit
that comes out from your mouth

turns into a chaos
with the right medication
burns like a molotov coctail in the wrong hands
how can you understand me so wrong?