Jerk Offs and Fuck Ups

Verse 1:
What is angst?
Is angst the face that we make when we’re faced with mistakes,
And the breaks in the path leave us shaking with wrath,
And the math doesn’t add up to achievement.
I see fit to rip my ambitions to pieces,
With eagerness, let it all get to my head,
I break youthful spirit like Jesus broke bread.
I’m a dead man, if judging by the contents
Of my bed pan, that shits nasty,
An intense stench that causes
My attendants to impassively walk
Right past me, with tears in their eyes,
Like they couldn’t handle a quick glance
At my upturned insides.

Chorus:
Stop now son, looks like you’ve done it again,
Blocked out suns, alienated your friends,
Set the tables, then you turn ‘em,
Build bridges, then you burn ‘em
You’d like to make ends meet, than lets meet ends.

Verse 2:
My parents wish I would get off my lazy ass sometimes,
Some people wish I were a little more on task sometimes,
But I’m effortlessly indifferent,
Endlessly proficient,
With a tongue resembling a loaded gun,
And tons of ammunition.
Time wasting, clock puncher,
Mind racing, cock muncher,
Couch potato with a new layer of freshly peeled skin,
I could get up, but that’d mean letting the real world win.
And they’re all fucked up,
Suit and tie wearing apes,
Sipping coffee as they wake,
With shock and disgust that they fake
On their face when they see
Another murder or rape in the paper.
Oh god! Never seen that one before,
I need something new to lament
Cyclically cynical, sickly sickle cells
Prototypical, unspoken desires
Beneath messages subliminal.

Chorus:
Stop now son, looks like you’ve done it again,
Blocked out suns, alienated your friends,
Set the tables, then you turn ‘em,
Build bridges, then you burn ‘em
You’d like to make ends meet, than lets meet ends.

Verse 3

Parents just wanting me to work not giving a fuck
just telling me to get out the house and do something
not giving fuck just saying ur to lazy u
need to do something with ur life
and i am but i say ur right i am a lazy ass
but im awaiting the end for all this bullshit to
be over and us in the soil six feet under just wonderin
what the fuck did i do with my life and i realize
that i was just a nother mother fucker
thats on the path of enlightenment
we dont want the real world to end
if it doesnt end now ill realize that ive been a lazy
fuck all my life and people will just see me as a fuck up
but im not im just an insect looking to grow
into something that im told to be
thats not me im just going to live life and when it
ends ill be ready seige the darkness

Chorus:
Stop now son, looks like you’ve done it again,
Blocked out suns, alienated your friends,
Set the tables, then you turn ‘em,
Build bridges, then you burn ‘em
You’d like to make ends meet, than lets meet ends.

Verse 4:
mouth agape, eyes locked straight
everyone telling me im as lazy as a fatass ape.
its 4 oclock and i just woke up
dont wanna get out of bed,
dont wanna take bus
to the land of opportunity and the place of desire
fuck you bitch, i dont wanna get hired
at some job where i all i do is get pushed and beat
i just wanna stay at home and jerk my own meat
if you know what i mean
ha ha, real funny, a clever pun
most productive thing i have done since ive seen the sun
because of
another day wasted,
another bit of agnst tasted
another click of the remote to leave me brainless
another look of dr phil or some other piece of shit
where all they say is do this and this
well ill do that if you insist,
wait, fuck you i aint no bitch.
call it my own form of rebellion if you must
like che chevera, ghandi or saint augustus
in conclusion i just got one last thing to say
fuck you bitches, this is how i spend my days

Chorus:
Stop now son, looks like you’ve done it again,
Blocked out suns, alienated your friends,
Set the tables, then you turn ‘em,
Build bridges, then you burn ‘em
You’d like to make ends meet, than lets meet ends