I can't believe it,
The way you look sometimes,
Like
I'm sorry about the sun
How could I know that you
I can see my teenage father standing
straight on a desolate
Mother,
Father,
Look at your little monster
I'm a hero
I'm a zero
I'm the
individuals run for cover,
for the multitudes of thoughtless clones have
now here i go,
hope i don't break down,
i won't take
automatons with business suits swinging black boxes,
sequestering the blueprint
there are desperate times upon us,
there are codes of white
if i'm a monster,
i am a willing one,
this roller coaster
You will all say
that I am surely crazy
Only an unrepentant
Blood is a river,
Flowing darkly amidst the tangled roots of
So you're, feeling unimportant,
cuz you've got nothing to say,
and your
A febrile shocking violent smack
And the children are hoping for
television, television, television, television
oh yeah! i want to bask in
every time you shake someone's hand and it feels like
the brown and orange sky holds its breath
as the sun
here's a purpose, there's a goal,
there's a virtuos, and immoral,
there's
Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on