If i can't feel (on a given day) the way i wanted to,
The temptation hits, my grip it could slip, i could give it up.
But if i can't feel (on a given day) the way i wanted to,
I won't cheapen myself, i won't be patronized by lethargy.

And it would be nice to answer questions with a capsule,
But i don't deem myself that simple minded.
And it would be nice to untie knots with single gestures,
But i keep on drawing blood.
And it would be nice to think oblivion was a challenge i
Nstead of an excuse.

You built yourself a socio-cultural trap,
Launched an attack on your subconscious ruby ridge.
If you get what you want you can't play hamlet to the balcony.
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/million+dead/the+kids+are+going+to+love+it_20227220.html ]
And it would be nice to answer questions with a capsule,
But i don't deem myself that simple minded.
And it would be nice to untie knots with single gestures,
But i keep on drawing blood.

The ultimate expression of commercialism
The wholesale commodification of sensation.
The ultimate rejection of asceticism
The doors of perception kicked in.
The ultimate conception to considerism
A fierce passion subsumed and corrupted.
The ultimate perplexion of ethicalism
As you imbibe the denial of choice.
The ultimate conception
Of ??????
The ultimate repression
Of ethicalism
If i can see straight i can't lie.

Let's put an end to this falsehood,
To the conception that this is different.
Misunderstood and misconstrued,
Alternative only in vocabulary.
You leave the office on a friday,
Swap one glazed expression for another,
For 48 hours in elaborate gilded costumes
At the masquerade warehouse.