Passive agressive, confessing, repressive
Structurally uncertain, transparent, transgressive
I've stumbled into something and I don't know what it is
All I-beams, bolts, and plaster, corners painted in piss
Mistakes are the breaks that I'm cutting on me
Fast down the hill, impossibly free
Faster and faster, I'm burning the gears
My tears are streaming back into my ears
(Musical Interlude)
My enemies I knew too well, they bickered amongst themselves
I have a rule I love to break
It ends in tears, cursing, and shakes

I'm a clown and I'm choking on blood, teeth, and tongue
Fuck the spectators, fuck the "he was so young"
Fuck forced sympathy through lifeless glass eyes
Povichian voyeurs drinking my cries
Fuck-faced trilobites waiting to die
I can't stand the humor, and I can't stand the lies

Lyrics submitted by X405pastmidnight

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