I preach a sermon unheard of those herding
Filling the ever-expanding sky with a lesson worth learning
But willful do the people of the ground need to be
To pluck the thread of true happiness and glee
To bend the frame of minds, and alter the realm of their own time

Many collapse their own airways in fear of other frequencies interfering
But can we not see our voice is the only bearing in this mechanical clockwork we're fearing

Humble voices worth applauding hide behind the voices
Passive to all, in procrastination they fall
The reality of loss can only sober one briefly
Till we return to binge on our shallow lives so deeply

A predecessor forgotten imbues nothing but doubt
And all confidence you had will soon disperse
If you don't take a look at who you are and converse
Comparisons unneeded, will only leave you wrought
Your inner-being forever saught

A flock will the sapien always be rooted to
Wingspans of all lenghts suited
Every flight pattern a breeze transcended
Only in this will you find that you grew
Only in this will you find that you flew

Cancel Haloween, I'm not the monster here
Fall's my favorite season, but hell October's doggie days for me
Stagnant rivers, and pockets full of leaves
I try to run a little faster just to escape these things catching up to me
Big furrys and little monsters at my knees

Oh, geeze-la-weeze
I need to feed on something sweet
So give me your neck girl,
I need your flesh, give me your blood, your best
Give me your glitter, your neon *******
Oh, get me the hell out of this monsters nest

Adrenaline pumped into me, I feel every blood platelet intimately rushing through me.
Radioactively synthesized, authenticity arise
Don't wait on me babe, I'm just trying to synchronize

Worry about me, and I'll let the tension build
Till I get the attention fill I need, babe.
Raid my mind with all your battleships and heavy war machines
Break me down until you find something worth keeping

I've bartered the black market selling love for lust, and my dreams for less
I barter for pleasures, but I always want more
I've lived a shallow life, assured
I've become a monster, and a *****, all while trying something new
That I was told was a cure
Now I follow with the bewildered beasts boohoo
Now I follow with the bewildered beasts boohoo

So intriguing a woman behind a glass pane
My friends are falling one-by-one - gun fires twice -
My hopes are high, but I'm scared of the truth

My personality is much like the a-sea
Wake up to the sound of insecurity staring straight back at me
There's so much underneath, but people don't spend much time getting used to me

Oh Mr. Salty won't you lighten up, you're a bit under the weather, can't you see that? Right.
Well it's hard to find motivation, when the motives working forces against you

In a world full of angst and confusion working in circles to exclude you
Your high is mind, and everybody's a liar behind those glass panes
Your fist is punch, and everybody's got a hunch behind those glass panes, ha ha ha ha

Oh Mr. Salty won't you lighten up, you're a bit under the weather, can't you see that? Right.
Well it's hard to find motivation, when the motives working forces against you

We grow impatient waiting for others to make a move,
But.
Intoxication eliminates our impatience, when goddesses start to groove
Techno-saints dressed in neon paints, won't you groove with me now
Your glass panes, much like the Berlin wall, inebriate our minds, and separate our lives, oh no no no no

Sub-conscience deterioration, too self-aware, I'm blowing up
Arrogance, a cultural virtue now, let's breathe it in, and inject into our veins.
Take your substances - a liquid, or a crumb if that's the only way you know out.
Breath it in, and blow your vapors out, cocoon until you bleed out.

It makes me feel scared, it gets my adrenaline rushing, but at the same time I feel relaxed. It's as close as I can get to feeling anymore. The symphonies are like the sweet predecessors of a beautiful imaginary fate. Even if it is a morbid feeling. They say when you think about happy things, you should feel happy. Not me I guess. I guess the two extremes have just collided with each other. My sensitivity has vanished. No feeling is a feeling of utter satisfaction, even if it isn't a good one. Because in order for someone to feel, you must be happy, or had once been happy. But after you forget what that happiness feels like, it's almost like you become a hollow vessel. You're inspirations and your aspirations are just whispers. Your motivation is just a black hole, pulling for anything to surface you. To pull at your ambitions, Who will be your freedom fighter. Because that's what freedom really is. It's feeling. Knowing oneself. After losing even the shallow sense of what happiness might feel like in that open void, we rely on that music to debrief us. It's a miserable feeling, but a feeling nonetheless.

Lives clash like cars crash
On black ice we spin
Cash my poker chips in
& Monopolize on my sins
Cause now she's my best friend
And we both win, ayo
Sometimes life's okay-o

What's a perfect day
Without a bad reference point
What's a beautiful soul
Without the bad men life appoints

For every cosmos that combusts.
Beauty coats the rust
For every argument we have
Her concerns cloud the fuss, ayo
Sometimes life's okay-o (ayo - ayo)

Karma's no buzz-**** for me
She straightens me out and opens my eyes to see
She keeps me aware of my lows,
Man, she keeps me on my toes.

Running away I see
Stars dancin' in my rearview
Momma's got eyes in the back of her head
She's got all the right intentions
My father's never been quite the jazz player either
But he's got his ambitions too

Sometimes we gotta scream louder than
Everything, just till it's alright again
Sometimes we gotta dream louder than
The rest of them.

Wasn't raised with what was left over, no
I guess you could say I was raised right
I know you always wanted to keep the family together
But don't let it cost you your ambitions currency
Don't let it cost you your happiness

You only stay famous for so long though
Man, I don't know
Just like the stars we lose our luster
I guess that's why we learn to never trust her
Never to let her lust you

Sometimes we gotta scream louder than
Everything, just till it's alright again
Sometimes we gotta dream louder than
The rest of them.

Give me your hand, and we'll run away
Together this time we dance in the pain
We sustain this reign together
I don't care how much I've gotta miss her
My heart's already in a conundrum
Of quadruple bypass twister
Just tell me, should I kiss her
Just tell me someone, i'm going to miss her