The Shins Sleeping Lessons

Go without till the need seeps in
You low animal, collect your novel petals for the stem
And glow, glow, melt and flow
Eviscerate your fragile frame
Spill it out on the ragged floor
A thousand different versions of yourself

And if the old guard still offend
They've got nothing left on which you depend
So enlist every ounce of your bright blood
And off with their heads, jump from the hook
You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise
See, those unrepenting buzzards want your life
And they got no right
As sure as you have eyes, they got no right

Just put yourself in my new [shoes/(hooves)]
And see that I do what I do
Because the old guard still offend
(Their pudgy hearts and slimy hands)
They've got nothing left on which we depend
So enlist every ounce of your bright blood
And off with their heads, jump from the hook
You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise