Shut up. Just... shut the fuck up. Okay. Go. Cynical syllables spillin’, I’m killin’ the villain within but the villain is winnin’ I’m spinnin’ the linen, I’m grinnin’ and sinnin’, beginning the end of the ninth fuckin' inning Look at the pretty girl, give her a contract Look at the city girl, where is the contact? Sign on the line but the ink is a poison, I’m makin' a noise and I’m losin' my poise, son! Gotta be poppy, a carbon-cut copy, don’t ever be sloppy, get rich on the floppy Disk, drive, take a dive, am I dead? Am I alive? I’m a hive full of bees, I’m a disease, I’m begging me "please" while I’m scraping my knees On the climb to the top, but the top is a bottomless pit and I’m sick of this shit I’m a hypocrite, rippin' the script, got a lip full of blood and a clip full of hits But the hits don’t matter when the mind goes splatter. Madness. Hatter. Chitter-chat, pitter-pat, voices are getting fat Feasting on dopamine, nope-amine, rope-a-dope Hope is a joke and I’m choking on soap because I gotta clean up the mouth for the radio! Do I go left? NO Do I go right? NO Do I reach for the steel and finish the fight? I’m tight-rope walking on a razor blade edge Pledging allegiance to jumping the ledge It’s a riot inside of the quiet I’m trying to buy it, I’m trying to diet Starving the demon but feeding the riot GOD!! Categorical, metaphorical, bore-acle, oracle Tell me my future, I need me a suture, I’m ripping the wound again Doom is a friend and I’m setting the trend, I’m a means to an end Send help, send meds, send bread, send lead Put a hole in the ceiling, I’m losing the feeling, I’m reeling, I’m peeling the skin off the face Of the girl in the mirror, she’s getting much nearer, I fear her, I hear her, she’s picking up pace! She says: "You’re a fraud, you’re a fake, you’re a mistake" "You’re a snake in the grass, shaking that ass, hoping to pass" "But you’re crashing the glass, you’re trash, you’re ash" Running a dash in a circle, I’m urkel, I’m clumsy, I’m numb, see? I’m dumb, see? My brain is a gum-tree, stuck and I’m sticky It’s tricky, it’s icky, I’m pulling a Mickey Slipping a roofie inside of my juice just to loosen the noose But the noose is a goose and it’s chasing me loose! Inanity, vanity, losing humanity Profanity, sanity, oh the calamity! Mannequin posing, the casket is closing I’m decomposing while everyone’s dozing! Left foot. Right foot. Left brain. Right brain. Lobotomy. That’s what it’s gotta be. Cut it out. Cut it out. Scream and shout. There is no doubt. I am the problem. I am the problem. I AM THE PROBLEM. Pick-a-path, do the math, take a bath in the wrath Psychopathic, static, automatic, acrobatic panic attack I’m a hack, I’m a sack of potatoes, tornadoes of hate-ohs Eat ‘em up for breakfast! Check the list, check the wrist, slit or missed? Exist? Desist? Resist? Persist? The voice is a mist and it’s clenched in a fist And it’s punching the back of my eyes, telling lies "Do it, do it, do it, ain't nothing to it" "The music is useless, you’re toothless, you’re ruthless" "You’re stupid, you’re ruining everything, pull on the string" "Let it ring, let it sting, let the fat lady sing!" STOP. Do I go left? Do I go right? ...Turn off the light.
