(no subject)
Hold your breath, bite your tongue
who the fuck do you think you are?
I care - I’ll admit it, I’ll tell you though
I’m petrified
Not just of you - of everything around me
Trip the fuck out - the addiction began
skinsanity - the screams creep out
politics nothing - the little things swallow me whole
intellectual irritation, coated in stupidity
never had a fighting chance
the little bee’s stinger could never sting hard enough to break the skin
the cries are silenced with sweating hands
good intentions pave the road to hell
pray for the sun to rise - hope to God you live
artistic ability puts food on your plate
but it’ll never reach your stomach
you’ve got too much bullshit in your mouth
cars crashed and hearts stopped - dropped
all returns and thoughts continue
the simplicity of it all has become complex
the prescriptions shift your attention
slide the placebo into your wrists
smoke your inheritance
strike your match to remove your own stench from your bloody nostrils
this revolution will not be televised
I’ve become too smart for you
I know your tricks
Your tomfoolery
never in your wildest dreams will you see this coming
the internet is your life support, your only friend
what were your thinking? Were you blind?
Again I say, hold your breath, bite your tongue
your insignificant thorn in the side of society
your opinion hasn’t mattered for years
when you hear the tone, leave your message
no one’s home till the war ends anyways
your demons are my heros
let me be your role model, copy me
are you ready? 1... 2... 3...
Jump.
who the fuck do you think you are?
I care - I’ll admit it, I’ll tell you though
I’m petrified
Not just of you - of everything around me
Trip the fuck out - the addiction began
skinsanity - the screams creep out
politics nothing - the little things swallow me whole
intellectual irritation, coated in stupidity
never had a fighting chance
the little bee’s stinger could never sting hard enough to break the skin
the cries are silenced with sweating hands
good intentions pave the road to hell
pray for the sun to rise - hope to God you live
artistic ability puts food on your plate
but it’ll never reach your stomach
you’ve got too much bullshit in your mouth
cars crashed and hearts stopped - dropped
all returns and thoughts continue
the simplicity of it all has become complex
the prescriptions shift your attention
slide the placebo into your wrists
smoke your inheritance
strike your match to remove your own stench from your bloody nostrils
this revolution will not be televised
I’ve become too smart for you
I know your tricks
Your tomfoolery
never in your wildest dreams will you see this coming
the internet is your life support, your only friend
what were your thinking? Were you blind?
Again I say, hold your breath, bite your tongue
your insignificant thorn in the side of society
your opinion hasn’t mattered for years
when you hear the tone, leave your message
no one’s home till the war ends anyways
your demons are my heros
let me be your role model, copy me
are you ready? 1... 2... 3...
Jump.