Puzzle Two — Guided By Voices Lyrics

Lights from operating floors
Buzzing above
Scrambling all my thoughts
Banging at my bell
Maybe I'm in hell

As I walk through the streets
That bleed through houses
I'm the night
I'm longing a lift
From a bumper car
That missed me

Through all senses
Seeping through the cracks
Of the killing floor
There's always a mystery
There's always a mystery

So I break into puzzle pieces
Leave in separate shapes
It's a curse but I insist
A re-doing
It's a re-told tale

And I feel something
Creeping in the night
It's a half gram soul

There's always a mystery
There's always a mystery