If your feeling optimistic then go get checked at your optometrist
I've been called a cynic but I really feel dead and pessimistic  
Always been a critic to curb the sickness I smoke it chronic
Words like knives and the cuts are turning septic
Anxious hives over what was progress is caustic
Patience leaves us desiccated and filled with plastic
The elders worship ******* and fascist isn't it tragic
Currency fetters us wagies compliance tacit to magats
Urgency after the page is riddled fully automatic
Solvency under law since the Ritten word became tactic
Theorys get bitten from a foxes tale ripped from static
Its a habit of cult classics like Catholics oppressing hicks
We sit in this death cult around psychotics or rock the ship
Have to prove good and antibiotics can still cure this ****
Or face terminal loss and watch our kids eat the bullet