Biology - The Measure Of My Worth Lyrics

There is a desert in my mouth
Complete with tumbleweeds
A billion grains, cactus and coyotes

There is a battlefield in my head
Complete with cannons and cavalry
Helicopters overhead
And they're searching for yours truly

Send me the bill to pay
For the mess we've made
You survived the renaissance
With souvenirs of powdered wigs and

Corsets for your cracked
Ribcage elegant figure
Another living dead ballroom
Dancer shouting from the escapes
Like they've got the answer

Come down and we'll converse
Can you help me determine
The measure of my worth
You know that our nightlife
It runs into daylight

We're the type of cats
The bring an axe to a knife fight
Its such a scene you
Second guess your vision
So go ahead and get me wrong
I'd rather be gotten right