Noah Job Imperial - Mind Like a Pencil Lyrics

Your brain is atrophied and sick....

Dont give a f*ck what you say
Everyday , slowly
I wanna watch my soul decay
Five or fifty years....
I dont give a shit either way
Id rather feind then quit
To appease my slit wrists
With counterfeits
Realer then some dick
Nailed to a crucifix
An artificial flavor
I enhance words with
Check your behavior
N' you could get ripped
If you exercised the muscle
In your mind
You achieve anything
With a little time
Take me to the shed and
Chop me up
Crazy thoughts
Bought and sold
Kinda like opinions
Of the politicians
In the pocket of
Lobbyist snake bitches
Sour grapes, delicious
When you can't taste sweet shit
Huxley rediscovered
What its like
To be a kid again........