Education, let me lead you Bellwether black Into the corner Into big brother Into thrashing in upon the self, Frustration
I'll peel back my mouth to show you my bleeding gums When I'm stammering I'll ramble on about why they're bleeding, One of those crazy stories you slowly nod your head to.
This is where the certainties of the collective and individual crash into each other and twist like a demolition derby, Where they compile upon each other until nothing makes sense, Just a confusing, pixelated image
This is where there's nothing you could have done, Where the good die young and old And you look up at the sky And it's a dungeon with an unreachable ***** of light up there...