Human Eyeballs On Toast

Feathers and a cage too small Chemicals that make us tall Too fast, too fast All my friends look the same All of us feel the same pain Always pain All official sunlight here Perfectly calibrated here And it feels wrong So every time I see a man I dream about his face in a frying pan Human eyeballs on toast But when they sear off my beak I realize just how weak We are, we are And if I had a bigger brain I'd surely find a way to take my own life I'd end it all right here Before my meat is how they want it Mmhmm But that might be the only part of my body That you haven't tried to change My alter life is the worst miracle My peanut can't imagine