"mermaids Are Sea Sluts" (spoken Word Piece Performed On 90.3 Wriu) Lyrics - Sage Francis

I am nothing but a shell of the man i once was 

so you could put me to your ear 

and actually hear yester-year's ocean 

I was in shape then 

A much better built body 

Of water with infinite waves 

and fathomless depths 

where you could have gone deep-sea fishing for compliments 

and caught plentiful schools of reassuring comments 

Now all you get is the boot 

You fell for the bait and got hooked on what you thought i was 

Now we're both struggling to win this tug of war of the worlds 

Where we breath the same air it's just done differently. 

And I'm trying to figure out ways to have comfortably survive outside your element 

Compromising intelligence 

I dabbled in watered-down thoughts that 

Filtered in from main-stream. 

I'm offering mind-altering ideas that make the most quiet nature brain 

Scream from exposure to the types of things that won't 

Necessarily make you happier 

They'll just give you a greater range of emotions 

And I can feel myself getting lured into deeper oceans of 

Fantasy lands 

Where people think they're as safe as cartoons 

Simply because they speak in bubbles. 

A sanitized safe-haven 

Where you could face Satan and 

Have his faith straightened. 

His new goal would be to dethrone Poseidon and 

Have Neptunes place taken. 

They'd swash-buckled with their pitchforks 

While Lucifer shit talks and rips 

Thoughts of coral reefs 

For relief he'd be like "bitch, walk" 

From this oversize aquarium that daddy kept cleanly 

To unhealthy degrees 

Writing suicide notes with invisible ink 

On transparencies 

And posting them to the glass boundaries that 

Surround the seas of change. 

Strangely enough, while bringing back the reel (!!!!!!!!) 

I could sense intense resistence 

So I had no other choice 

but to cut the line. I'm not 

saying you're overly naive 

I just think you should get into the habit of checking to see when strings are attached. 

Fortunate for you I'm compassionate enough 

To throw back what I catch 

If its underdeveloped 

And needs time to grow; though 

I'm remorseful of the pain I've caused you. 

And I want to kiss your lips better. 

I sympathise with the sorrow by 

Stroking the scar of my own traumatic experience with 

My excommunicated tongue. 

See I know exactly what you mean when you say 

It hurts to much to talk. 

I've been there. 

I don't plan on returning 'cause 

No matter how much of a distance I kept 

Or how long I waited for my wounds to heal 

They'd re-open with the slightest flash-back 

So I sued time for mal-practice 

That bastard's a hack with a 

Rusty scalpel and 

Barbed-wire stitched thread. 

Instead of seeing things clearly 

They're pitch red and there's this glitch in my head 

That's got me thinking contradictions 

It said: 

"There are more fish in the sea! 

Whether you hear me not, 

Or you listen to me. 

Whether you listen to me or 

Hear me not!" 

There are more micro-organisms in my teardrop. 

But fear not 

I'd never sink as low as to 

Make my ears pop. 

And I imagine now you only want to swim with members of your own league 

And don't need me 

Meddling 

Sending sonar signals 

High-pitched notes or symbols. 

My voice is thrown far but ripples are only caused when you cast stones 

But you shouldn't throw rocks 

If you live in fragile fairytales. 

This really means alot to me... 

Ill always treasure it..as a token. 

No you won't... 

This is for the girl who loves me, the girl who cares about me for who i am, not what I look like! 

I just wanted you to know what you'd be missing. 

You think I don't appreciate art, you think I don't understand fashion, you think I'm not hip, you think im pathetic, a nerd... a lard ass, a fatso. 

You think I'm shit, but you're wrong, ''cause im champagne, and your shit! 

Until the day you die, you, not me, will always be shit! 

See when you put a shell to your ear 

It is not the sound of crashing waves you're hearing 

It's the amplified current of your bloodstream 

It was your self pulse that created that 

False human illusion of me. 

Your tireless heart pumping 

Out 

An ocean of lies 

And I foolishly tried 

Filling impossible shoes 

Resulting in my stumbleing 

As I fell into the trap of making a women my element 

Now I just can't get comfortable being out of you.