Painting pictures in my mind of something grotesque and horrifying
Embossed along the lobes
Degrading words all dumping loads
Compressing under the weight
Of my volatile state
Self-diagnosed self-doubt
And nothing seems to work itself out
The puppet master leaves me notes
Reflections on the selfish tropes that are nailed into my heart
A change will come but it seems like it'll never start
Lost control
Lost connection
Lost my home
No direction
I wanna f*cking change
Radical choices
Loud loud noises
Complete disregard and utter avoidance
Pounding headaches
Its not copacetic
Killing your lungs just for the aesthetic
Uncomfortable thoughts
Tequila shots
Obsessively showing off all that you bought
Wake up after noon and not remembering soon after that
I won't let you fall flat
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Painting pictures in my mind of something grotesque and horrifying
Embossed along the lobes
Degrading words all dumping loads
Compressing under the weight
Of my volatile state
Self-diagnosed self-doubt
And nothing seems to work itself out
The puppet master leaves me notes
Reflections on the selfish tropes that are nailed into my heart
A change will come but it seems like it'll never start
Lost control
Lost connection
Lost my home
No direction
I wanna f*cking change
Radical choices
Loud loud noises
Complete disregard and utter avoidance
Pounding headaches
Its not copacetic
Killing your lungs just for the aesthetic
Uncomfortable thoughts
Tequila shots
Obsessively showing off all that you bought
Wake up after noon and not remembering soon after that
I won't let you fall flat
Embossed along the lobes
Degrading words all dumping loads
Compressing under the weight
Of my volatile state
Self-diagnosed self-doubt
And nothing seems to work itself out
The puppet master leaves me notes
Reflections on the selfish tropes that are nailed into my heart
A change will come but it seems like it'll never start
Lost control
Lost connection
Lost my home
No direction
I wanna f*cking change
Radical choices
Loud loud noises
Complete disregard and utter avoidance
Pounding headaches
Its not copacetic
Killing your lungs just for the aesthetic
Uncomfortable thoughts
Tequila shots
Obsessively showing off all that you bought
Wake up after noon and not remembering soon after that
I won't let you fall flat
Writer: Bryan McNaughton
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