Better Left for Tomorrow - Zenzizenzizenzic Lyrics

Color killed the Manichaean among us
So your aversion to diaspora
And designation as blasphemous
Suggests a centennial seventeenth
Repressed representations
Revisting vistas of nostalgia
No stopping it still
In this state of delusion
Institution pushing the intuition
Of ignorance ignore it
But you're in the same boat
Now watch it sink

Repentance leads to regression
If the only way forward is backward
Then what is the lesson to be learned

Color killed the Manichaean among us
Thought I'm sure you're proud
To champion a regression
A return to form in the name of tradition
Sabbatical worthy of the radicals
No rest for the wicked
They seem pretty well rest to me
Rest in peace you reckless thieves
You reap what you sow
I'll laugh as you weep

I see contact lenses plastered green in your eyes
Well I can tell you now there's only red in mine
This fire burning in me a pilot light for all to see
It terrifies, crucifies, nullifies
Conjecture forced through apathy

Repentance leads to regression
If the only way forward is backward
Then what is the lesson to be learned

Every peace I see: a colorful puzzle
To release the dramas that have set me free