CEREBRAL-HEAD-QUARTERS

God, i'm already sittin' 
So yeah, that means
thar you're queen 
is 
already committin' 
everything 
yeah 
her cerebral wings 
 Yeah, her mind
her time 
her breath 
and whatever 
is 
left
unsaid 
before her bread
or 
death
And who's she?
She is me
yeah tryin to be 
obedient and free
yeah worthy
of
 royalty
yeah
even if 
i need a lift
or two
or feelin' 
wheelie blue 
and not wheelie 
sure about 
What to do 
but then 
like the wind 
There is you