Fever Hunting

There is a certain constant tension inside my skull
Insecurities that used to make me crazy now just make me dull
So I'm scrounging in a western void searching for relief
You can check out early and die while you're young
Or peak, wither, and wait for disease
The party has died, hangover subside
With clamped open eyes I watch the death tolls rise
I hunt with open wounds and sorrow by my side
The hacks and actors are pretty and convincing
But it is you and I who shine the lovely light
The fever hunt rages on inside my head
Unrelenting heat
Death: become dirt
You can't choose
I am tearing through the obese and subdued
Gutting and dropping those who try to drag me down
To see is to suffer
There is no relief
Your heaven on Earth is hell to me
You can laugh along with the laugh track
You can wear ambition as disguise
You can exploit everyone around you
You can call it a struggle to survive
I hunt with open wounds and sorrow by my side
The more I see the less I need
The fever hunt rages on inside my head