Smoke and mirrors
Lungs fill up while I look in
Get your licks up on the surface
There’s no sugar down and under
Circuitry so complex it only works itself
I caged my head in the clouds
And my feet underground
Everytime I close my eye I crash a thousand cars
And all my loved ones die
Surging with the urges to mutilate and all the guilt of
Every unwanted thought it brings
How did it get like this?
Psychosomatic ticks keeping the feeble conscious
Stuck inside a broken stereo
No control on the dial of deathFMradio
All I’ve seen now I see despised
Don’t you get it?
I didn’t expect a thing
You sing to wage war
You sing to build this cage
Violent opera, sing me to death
How’d it get like this?