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Tapped the well dry again
Just feeble words behind your eyes, festering cancer of the mind
Turns you blind, left to create deities out of mice
Pseudo experimental experts telling us which move is right
My nails are tight, inside my wrists
This sacrilege, feigned sacrifice
Locking my goodwill in a cist

By circumventing yourself with the simplistic
You just become another mid range pseudo-static
Following prophets, no need to decide
Laughing at the long forgotten animal inside

Trust
Just feeble words, everyone that feigned love is out to kill me
Look
In the mirror, everything you've laughed at coming to get you
I’m sick
Of hanging under your judgment penta-cross
Oh you must know me so well
NO! You’re full’a s**t
You want to fix but I don’t fit

Hypo-kinetic Methuselah strain
Complacency is something we could never tame
It’s slipping away
It’s all slipping away
Building up I can't give in
Eyes are dancing ‘round my skin
It’s slipping away
It’s all slipping away
Big mouth stuttering absent noise
Shut up and apologize little boy
It’s slipped away
It’s all slipped away

Get away
Get away
Get away
Get the f*** away