I don't re
member what it's like to fade away
Screaming to all the dead people with
halos over their heads
Who left me with nothing to say
And I beg anything to be inspired,
you know what, maybe I already have
I'm leaving behind a trail of believers that
for me took off their straight -faced masks
I give my thanks with words and breaks,
raising up old chips that stank
And praising
God was all it takes,
to me that's an art that I long to make
Just wait for the introduction screen to
truly tell what's in between words
It's more than just space and
every day shows that
Heartache only comes to those that
don't think before they speak
But I take a lot of pride in letting my
nonsense make me unique
Just to know that every step of the
way I'm ready to explain
Cause I've been locked up in my head too
long and I'm arguing with my brain
And all my epiphanies are overdue and it's
just time to make something happen
It's back to that great escape that
has yet to disappoint my eyes
Cause I've realized that my ultimate goal is to
become immortal and die
I can't stop, I can't stop, I can't stop,
I can't stop, stop,
But if I was to stop right now
and take a solemn vow,
that every time that I took a vow,
a piece of me would fade away,
that I'd be everything that they wanted,
and never being daunted,
still in the role of angel that I was
always meant to play.
You see, some place, somewhere,
sometime, this will all have an effect.
I'm redirecting the world's attention
with a mood swing in dry sex
My regrets have been my guidance,
my intuition has been my conscience
Soon it will be too hard for you to tell me
when I'm being obnoxious
There's too many steps to footprints
that have been left to be traced
And I placed myself in this position
and was ashamed of my mistakes
For every heart to break,
another replacement has been reborn
Yet I still can't shake the headache
that has been with me since the dawn
I see tomorrow as that chance
that I didn't get today
But my life's best work is described as a role
model never leading my sheep astray
My work is best described
by my selfish doctrine
I'm based on the sound evangelizing
kindness through my walking
You take this as a peace offering
that my forefathers left behind
I'm reconstructing it as
a collage that feels like 1969
It's comforting to love this thing
even if you're still in training
Like closing your eyes and looking at
the world while you're entertaining
Is this the world as I see it?
Painting it on the canvas of my list
And if you close your eyes hard enough
I swear that you can find this
I'm going to play a little of it,
I'm it.