You never were a hater,
But you tried to be a player.
You tried to come off cool,
But there's a devil in your lair.
You tried to be a good one,
But they talk behind your back.
They're plotting, they're wotnotting,
And they're planning their attack.
They severed your reality -
They twisted every turn.
They're burning and they're churning,
They don't render what you yearn.
Then panic triggers fever,
And you feel the fever burn.
If they keep on pushing,
Those suckers gonna learn.
Then the witness understands.
There is reason for concern.
There is a new commander -
And oh!   The worm has turned.

What could you do?
You never knew.
How could have you?
No-one told you.
Misery is glue,
Sticks to you.

You never were a villain
Till they clotted up your chill.
You never needed anyone
To tell you what you feel.
They only know to validate
Themselves - they never love.
If it suits their motives,
They will bite, and kick and shove.
There never was a heartache
That you could not overcome.
You have to have a heart that's hard.
So go out and get you one.
Trample loosers under foot,
Or they'll be too burdensome.
Keep your left hand from your right,
And keep your lovers under thumb.
Finally, you start to see
That life is just a loaded gun.
You can never stop to rest,
You're always on the run.

What could you do?
You never knew.
How could have you?
No-one told you.
Misery is glue,
Sticks to you.

You master all that you survey, Everybody knows your name.
Cream rises to the top -
You are the winner of the game.
If you gave them half the chance,  
They  would cut you down.
You forever have to watch your back,
Never let them gather 'round.
You didn't try to rule the world,
You only wanted to survive.
If they had their way,  
You would no longer be alive.
Your meter's getting weaker,
But you strive to make it through.
You've trudged thicker purposes,
You always make it through.
They will give it all they've got
When they finally come for you.
You have never had a moment's peace,
'Cause misery is glue.

What could you do?
You never knew.
How could have you?
No-one told you.
Misery is glue,
Sticks to you.

I see you in the sky, at the park,
The beach, the trees, and everything existing.
My eyes glow with vengeance,
Me, that one and lonely lark.
These parasitical souls always stare.
Everyone can see, yet they say the same thing.
Infecting all those with a heart is your daily hobby.
By this time, the deepest crater forms
In my stomach, yet even so,
do not keep your mouth shut.
Freedom glows in the dark,
And it is pitch black.  These
Intoxicated,  pseudo democratized zombies
Engulfed the entire country.
Yes, one man is one vote
Is a romantic belief that infects most of us.  
Forging a sincere democratic thought,
Was it passion for those buried centuries in the past?
U.S.A is the place to be if you have money,
Yet leave the weary and weak,
Hungry, and weak. America, certainly is no honey.
Riches of crazed beings is what they seek.
To feel any bliss at all, I must pay tithe.
Pass the furnace to my soul.

Write as if you could write
Your own last words.
Cause' you cannot rely
On battery operated machinery.

Ode to our empty abyss.
Why must God bless
That torn mistress.
One man's treasure
Is another man's forever.
Indisposed, he can still
Taste the musk on her lips.
Holding all this hate inside,
I surely will not live long.
You can keep forever,
And I will swim in darkness
Undressed, lonely, and deprived.
I will continue indefinitely
Searching for light until
I combust into shards of plasma.
Just when I become bright enough,
All I see is fire,
And the ashes of the dead.
These horrid depictions of mutilation.
Drowning in these bloodied waters.
In a day and age where we live till 80,
But it will take twice as long
To find anything steady.
Forever stuck in my head.
I'm ready.

Only one question remains,
Will you destroy yourself
Before you find yourself?
The worship of substance
Will only lead to the chase.
The only modern persistance
Is living life in a consistent pace.
The plants, animals, and everything In existence
Have the same origin
Blessed are the heathens!
We came from stars
Made outa' heaven,
And now we've made earth
Into our own perfect hell.
Everyone is searching
For their own holy grail.
When, as if we are all blind,
It's right in front of our eyes,
Waiting to be utilized.
Because our meaning can only be found
Through the service of others.
We first learn this from our mothers.
Evoke the spirit through peace.
Count every atom in existence,
And you will soon find
The solution is one.