I heard it begin ticking,
Counting down, a time bomb,
One I knew would tear us apart,
Might have been too much too soon,
But maybe I got caught off guard,
Couldn't manage to breathe enough.

Dinner suspended over the chasm,
A final farewell to all I loved,
Can't find the way to vocalize,
Can't handle how deep you might go.

I tested my strength, found a weak link,
I'm the problem and I must say sorry,
There's more out there, better than me,
Deflect, turn down, as softly as I could.

Dinner churning over the darkest night,
A final goodbye, sadness in my eyes,
Can't find if you saw my wound cauterize,
Can't handle how deep you could've gone.

The bomb ticked down,
5, 4, 3, 2, 1,
There it had blown,
Fear that they'd find,
Find out who I believe I am,
Am I who I say I am?
Am I who I say I am?

How's this feeling still so foreign?
I've trekked this, footprints sunk into soil,
Mud curling around dusty boots,
******* them down into the depths.

I'd hate to reiterate it once again,
We fell apart for a reason or two,
Maybe this is my own punishment,
For falling in love but hating the closeness.

Is this enveloping light natural?
Will it sit on faded skin or seep into bones?
It feels like I've started over again,
Please forgive me if I can't hold the sun.

I'd hate to reiterate it once again,
We fell apart for a reason or two,
Maybe this is my own punishment,
For falling in love but hating the closeness.

It's nothing, nevermind.
It's better if I stay inside,
Count my wrist lines,
Tell everyone I'm alive.

****** nose leaking onto wood floors,
Blue eyes sullen into a dull grey,
Bruises curl 'round with menace,
Bother him when he gets to Hell.

Smell the rot,
Hear the flies.
See the corpse,
Feel the cold vein.

Grand display of regret and guilt,
Garden on display above his plot,
Good on him for finding his home,
Getting back to the real world soon.

Smell the flowers,
Hear the trees,
See the gravestone,
Feel the icy grass.

Hell's not so bad when its yours,
He's left his throne and ****** off,
Heaven's never bothered to intervene,
Here's a toast to reforming the sinners.

Smell the brimstone,
Hear the fire,
See the lost souls,
Feel the humid air.

Forgetting seems easier these days,
For what else can you really do,
Fork inside your steak as you stare,
Funny how it's all so meaningless.

Smell the red meat,
Hear the dishware,
See the watery blood,
Feel the existential weight.

I'm not alone but it still stings,
Intermittently regressing inside,
Inside of an imploding star,
Internally dying once again.

Got a feeling you enjoyed the show,
You’re alone in a seat at the front row,
Saw you smile like you knew I’d blow it,
Took me years but I can now decode it.

All I do is question,
Am I who I say I am?
Am I who I say I am?

Believed I was going insane,
Composure I tried to maintain,
Came undone, I tried to explain,
A creature feature for your gain.

Pick the raw stitching by my eyes,
Intent seemingly to antagonize,
A breakdown, only to be utilized,
Proved you're justified to terrorize.

Wish I didn't give a ****,
Am I who I say I am?
Am I who I say I am?

Believed I was going insane,
Composure I tried to maintain,
Came undone, I tried to explain,
A creature feature for your gain.

Now all I do is question,
Am I who I say I am?
Am I who I say I am?

Wish I didn't give a ****,
Am I who I say I am?
Am I who I say I am?

You wanted to hear a confession:
"I'm a liar,
A falsifier,
You've been right,
The whole time,
I'm a liar,
A falsifier."

In the crosshairs,
In the middle,
Burn their shares,
Bones so brittle.

A dog to the state,
It's you that I hate,
You clean your plate,
Deciding our fate.

Polarize the masses,
Camps in Oklahoma
Lower elites' taxes,
Ignoring meaty aroma.

A dog to the state,
It's you I hate,
You clean your plate,
Deciding our fate.

All that's unfolded,
You've been promoted,
They don't understand,
The tyranny you have planned,
Kissing **** boot,
Baby, it's a reboot,
Soon to be ****** suit,
Will be looking oh-so-cute.

A baby was born today.

A baby born after decades of growing,
The father, a heartless oil tycoon.
The mother, an unflinching beaurocrat.

Orwell rolls in his grave,
Marx rolls in his grave,
Mandela rolls in his grave,
Malcolm rolls in his grave.

A baby was born today,
Born of greed and exploitation,
Into a world primed to love its beady eyes.

What's to happen, I cannot say,
We have always warned of this day,
Call it a product of our errors,
For that's what many warned.

A baby was born today,
It grasps for the finger of its mother,
Taking ahold and ripping her flesh away.

It hates us all.
Despises our flesh.
Flinches at our pulse.
Curls its lip at our humanity.

A baby was born today,
And we will all pay the price.