[ Featuring Pretzels ]
When was the last time you left your home, or seen the world all on your own
Can't walk a block in these streets without protection lying at my feet
Ill-stained lifestyles, well-trained to hibernate, and still these vermin procreate
Elevated, stimulated, dilated, an omnipresent mess, a speck of life clings to your best-dressed
Enveloped in the life from a book, once a week to impress
What's with the shadowy weight, what's with the book-burning smell
What's up with the camera? An abhorrent pixelated mass
Channel serfdom has raised you all so well
This is your cross to bear, it's your cross that impairs
Please remove the cross holding me down, pinning me down
Saturday? Who cares? Sunday? He cares
A fight or flight response, no one's turning in
I'm prepared to take up your time, I'm not wasting mine
Rats the size of cats
A fight or flight response, no one's turning off
I'm prepared to impair your dreams, just one more twenty-second scene
My misanthropy isn't killing me
News headlines, supermarket tabloids
A public spectacle, thinking still devoid
Mocked integrity, personified infidelity
It's all for your security
Is this past where you feel safe
I'm not asking for a friend, this is not your place
Nothing waits for you in an empty home
No one cares when you are all alone
No one to cultivate your misguided dreams
Does anyone care about your clarity complete
Why should they care about this epifaunal release
