Social Assassin Video (MV)

Running late to my own funeral pyre
Procrasturbate until that well is dry
Woke up in a compost pile that I built myself
Up to the neck in deep denial
Treat a stranger in the street like a best friend
While the closest to me are my worst enemy

I need someone to project this onto
Steadfast right behind you
Red flags flying yet I'm blind
To what I do

My paralyzing fear of being found out
Perpetuates a dance of manic measures
Woke up in a compost pile
Come on in
I'll keep you warm with my desperation
So superficial you can't tell what is real
So passive aggressive I come off like an imbecile

I need someone to project this onto
Steadfast right behind you
Disinhibition in regard
To what I do

Look into my fire eyes
As you have about a thousand times

I need someone to project this onto
Steadfast right behind you
And no realization that I'm blind
To what I do
The saddest part about betrayal
Is when it comes from within your circle
Just when you feel comfortable
I go in for the kill
You know I will