Mother, is this my gift flowing in nature?   Like the Buddha accepting the term   This is destruction, theory creation   And the people watch what they want   I thank you but I'm well enough by now      And though I'd like to change into someone better   Someone, mother, would never know   And this is mutation, self mutilation   And the purge of love, it costs too much   Thank you but I'm well enough I know      I say I'm lost 'cause I'm lazy   Say I'm caught but I'm not   It's an excuse, not even my own   I picked it up to be left alone      And now I'm in the presence, the greatest indifference   Being wise, being old   They can find you out when you get to loud   And you start to weep for love and peace   I thank you but I'm well enough I know      I say I'm lost and I maybe   I say I'm caught but I'm not   It's an excuse, not even my own   Picked it up to be left alone      I say I'm lost and I maybe   Say I'm caught but I'm not   It's an excuse, not even the truth   I picked it up to get away from you