WHY? Rubber Traits lyrics

I want to always be on film*
To be caught in the cut coffee sober
Bolder unscratched lenses
Of a brand new prescription
Drawing days from a stacked deck
And doing doing doing
I should cut down my choloric intake.
I should go to sleep hungry and wake
Up with my guts knotted up
And ears open like a burnt down hut
I want my mouth to always taste a blade
But I want to kiss like taffy,
Fuck gentle on a bed of nails and
Feel salt to widen eyes
Like a cut up clams tongue does?
I want to dump early on and be empty the rest
I want a patch of blue sky to follow me.
Unfold an origami death mask
And cut my DNA with rubber traits.
Pull apart the double helix like a wishbone

Always be working on a suicide note.
I don't want to (ooh-we-ooh)
When I feel like I could've gone long(er)
Productive,
Fully charged cocked and pointed.
Keep a tape recorder on my bedside table
Sweats, only the pants that fit the best,
No belts, no cuffs.
Walk to wed yet loose.
Keep peeled eyes glued to a ten.
Watch a fly hit a pane of glass
'till it gets real bony
His stomach swells up
And he dies.
I don't want to (ooh-we-ooh)
When I feel like I could've gone