Meet me by the midnight sea
Where black waves crash over me
Burn your olive trees
Scatter salt and seed
Not what you need
It's who you want to be

Oil slick down the wireline
Cash sent down a pipeline
Downtown tick tock in time
doing fine, doin just fine
My life is just fine
Ran the stop sign

Smell the burnt rubber
Hit by the brunt of lost lovers
Real shaker and mover
Ever go still die in a gutter
Inhaling exhaust shake from the fear
No outrunning the past its already here

The future isn't real only imagined
But so sure I was that in its name I sinned
Hate when people ask where have you been
I've been busy far away dying inside
I lie and say it's nothing much I've seen
I won't fail, I'll save us all, I lied

True colors show, crimson red on the snow
Deeper reds I go, in every crack is a hateful glow

I hate my ****** family that stole my cash
And **** my friends who never last
So unhappy in every camera flash
Always wondering when will it end

Hated my poverty scarred childhood
Furious in my adolescence surrounded by people who never understood
Now seething and empty I brace myself for adulthood

I dream of dripping meat and bloodbaths
Wanna hurt the elite cause all my friends are dying fast
Wanna **** cause my family got prescribed pill bags
Under my eyes darkness sags

All I see anymore is cash and pain
All I see anymore is trash and rain
All this trash and pains gonna crash the train
Focus in and be insane so wash your brain

Every talking head sounds the same
Everyone clamoring for change
Everyone clamoring for the same
Everyone saying it's such a shame

Problems get bigger so pour more liquor
Livers get sicker as I chase a few figures
Faded pictures the past moves quicker

When enemies turn to friends the time of mercy begins
When friends turn to enemy it's time for mercy to end

Watch the mania in my eyes
Hysteria escapes my lips
Wisteria enters me in sips

Louder quieter see you later
Careful on all those risers
When you go meet the miser
Ask him the cost ask whats lost

Work and chores all for the poor
And they will all ask for more
Pump blood till the heart is sore

Follow our pied pipe with an empty head
He wraps it in cords and melts the meds
Needles wires pins and stems
These will fill the empty hand

Citizens everyone of us
Future of business in the class
Passionless, as I pass into the middle class
Fall in line with all the rest

Boss said its time too get paid
Ghost say its best to learn a trade
Make a nest and live as a slave
Only alternative is an early grave

Citizens everyone of us
Irons and gears in our rust
Leaders that make the devil blush
Under foot the meek feel the crush

Decay on the highrises death before our irises
Ashes make me say less make me feel blessed
Blindsided by the crash burning up to fix it
Strings of violence chasing after finances

Small towns raised from dirt left to the curb
Suburbs running from filth is what I deserve
Moneys the only master left to serve
Reach out and grab it if you got the nerve

Im still haunted by your embrace
Long after ive forgotten your face
Remember you were all hope and grace

I wonder if your still the same
The brightly burning flame
Do you still obsess over the game?