zombies of technology trottin' towards the top of the
cliff but we miss the whole point of view
this shit is a diss on the whole point of you
Vyin’ for the top of the grave
Fuck the haters
We etched road maps on our arms and diagrams on our chest
So they’ll know where we stand when we’re laid to rest
Glimpse
Every moment is a picture
captured at infinite angles
a poem penned for purpose beyond meaning or measure
With each breath we battle in a war to be remembered
martyrs for the art in a graveyard
of memories and moments and poems
they die with me
Will they rest in peace or be resurrected in grief
from deceptions of memory
that these fits of love they last forever
Now hollow and weak
connections stretched thin by time
Faulty design in the fault lines of the mind
We grasp to seek meaning in a language that flows
around exhausted exhales of words purged through the silence
Talismans hold the place so I someday may embrace
a feeling that can't be placed or defined
what surrounds resounds with the hints that we find within
and the feeling is fleeting A fickle flicker in the void
The great dance, the cosmic paradox
Searching and struggling to capture this holy moment
with constricted eyes exposed to the light
Glimpse of the divine
Fuck Edward Bernays
I am at ease with myself
The only human nature is the one that we create
but there's a story told by liars and thieves
primitive desires, fight fuck and eat
perpetuating violence and greed
They've got Gods and guns and gears to grind you up
exploiting what you fear exploiting what you love
Conquer, divide, demand to stand in line
marketing of the unconscious mind
Pleasure yourself to your own dirty reflection
common identity and pre-paid connection
"not me! I'm unique"
but your paying for your mass produced individuality
You can't kill what you can't see
there's a police man in all of us that must be destroyed
but you can't kill what you can't see
Daddy knows what's best
don't make me get the belt
it's the latest trending fashion with which to hang yourself
Officer, I've been bad, I've had impure thought
teach me a lesson, please spank me raw,
Oh, harder, harder, harder
You can't kill what you can't see
there's a police man in all of us that must be destroyed
but you can't kill what you can't see
These behaviors are contrived
meticulously designed
to make you buy
make you buy
make you good, buy
good, buy
good bye
goodbye