We’re the kids your parents warned you about,
We've lived more than most adults.
We scoured sensation,
Soared high across the planes of elation.
Society’s scared of us,
Can you blame them?
People cross the street
just to get away from us,
Strange, we're ubiquitous.
Jealous?
Come join us;
I implore you
to explore you.
Find it within yourself
to go out and find yourself
(among us), should you so choose:
Realize you're alive,
Make something of your time.

Take the plunge,
Throw yourself into the thick of it;
Into the breach.
See things no one could ever believe
in the deepest dreams of REM sleep.

Would I sell someone to their destruction if they asked me?
Here lies a question that haunts me.
It's their choice really,
Have I any right to discriminate/impede?
The truth is I don't care about the money,
Memory takes precedence over accessories.
But what falls in-between;
That which is mind-altering.
How much would you pay to dream?

If I was to disgorge what I think
I'd say you are your own being,
But to hurt anyone is to forfeit your freedom.

We must be informed correctly and clearly of what we receive as responsibility.

We are all manipulating this social machine,
I wish more people would dream (like me).

What seems inspiring? Be visionary!
Take leave of these social machinations,
Overthrow the magistracy.

We all have an expiration date
so best get the ball going. Be brave,
Scare us, I want to see heads rolling.

Life can be explained in a two-syllable phonetic:
Be, leave; believe

Sham; when I put that black coat on
I change. I look more dangerous
and feel more safe.
Try so hard to keep it interesting,
Hope the savant inside is still listening.

I know I'm going to be a ****** in the end,
How could I not.
I'm just trying to put it off
as long as I can;
Sardonicism and addiction.

Sometimes you have to feel reality
tear up, upon everything you called life
to recognize what lurks in those subtle eyes.

Hear society rip at the seams,
Appreciate,
We've become narcotic demons.

Everyday you act in defiance of life,
Do it with style
rather than strife.

Chemical encounters (of a venturous kind);
Let the body breathe, exhale the mind.

I don't want to go in alone,
Sometimes you just need somebody to hold.