this is where the story starts a stupid boy and his stupid heart brags about his basement in airplane conversations grandma would be proud of him he found a cure for oxygen now death is a convenience now death is a convenience I tell myself when I go to bed the monster's after them instead like sinners and complainers not stupid entertainers ghosts that make me talk this way like demons moving through my brain now death is a convenience now death is a convenience talk is cheap if its mechanical into the sleep machine under alien control seventeen just ain't that young to move to france and buy a gun travel through the future find your love and shoot her build a tower made of stone hope that god leaves you alone prophesize the rapture history channel special talk is cheap if its mechanical into the sleep machine under alien control jesus showed me the galaxy put all my friends on a tiny screen we all laughed and played monopoly and I go bored of heaven I got sick of living I said talk is cheap if its mechanical into the sleep machine under alien control

solidify all these statues in the sky and redefine what it means to be alive creature feature smooth move but everybody's gone and all along we were wrong we belong to a world of treason broken signs hanging from the trees and all our thoughts all were lost beneath the sea when I look outside its a fucking shame I can't deny that I can't defend the only beating heart of my one true friend awesome possum great whites that don't put up a fight and all along, we knew why we belong to a world of treason broken signs hanging from the trees and all our thoughts all were lost beneath the sea and in the midst of time soliloquy will find you barrel down like a lightning bolt into the endless sea and in the misty morning the jeckylls and the hydes awake from restless sleeping nights their fears set aside they said, "this age is ours be who you are choose confidence over consequence don't let your heart grow sour" pleased to meet you forecast is beautiful at last it doesn't hurt when we hold hands I understand I fucked it up but you know words are not enough I need those meanings always keeping me awake and when the world is coming to an end I'll take out my picture of you and think about all the times that could've been

power up computer don't expect the system failure suddenly the future is encoded in DOS command ctrl alt delete them terrabytes will memorize what lived and eventually, the robots will make a stand and we'll be eating our food from the bottom of the ocean we'll grow thick skin and we won't have to wear sun lotion cause we are all crustaceans the undead destroy all mortals dead preseidents control time portals and lock up ghosts with elephant eyes who still believe they can see the sky it's a lie, jesus stole all the oxygen so he could walk on water while we swim in radiation pools I begin to colonize the moon we'll be eating our food from the bottom of a crater we'll grow thick skin and we'll have to stop space invaders but we'll cal it love to see the universe stares back at me a little science project carbon-based machine if we're all just chemicals and everything is cyclical only you can be deceived my little carbon-based machine little baby grow to be little baby speak so freely hyptnotized by tv screen your opinion counts like an iron cloud at least you hold your head up high

wide receiver decides to see her drunk and stoned while she's talking on the phone with her blood sucking lawyer, well he's gonna join you for brunch he's gonna punch you in the face for a taste of those waffles betty makes they're awful, you're screwed celebrities suck on margaritas nude it's crude, just chillin' by the pool it's a disaster movie, spectacular boobies turn and burn a sex drive in the earth I know I know we're pissed at the government 5 dollars for a pack of cigarettes kill me slowly kill my uncle first he's well versed in chemistry a vixen unto the energy your world sucks and science ain't enough to serenade the weak and feed the poor your systems adore your crying and trying to figure out this dying its not in your catalog of sin I know I know we're pissed at the government 5 dollars for a pack of cigarettes kill me slowly kill my conscience first I'll light a fire to your hurst show you to the coroners to see five fingers counted everybody shouting through their teeth "goddamn the death, goddamn the sleep goddamn these chinese teaching me to write them checks for a house on main street in the city the girls are pretty they'll make you laugh they'll make you cry they'll make you believe it was love at first sight it's a state of mind it's a state of mind and you're welcome to analyze when you're ready to criticize yourself and all your fucked up shit inside I know I know we're pissed at the government 5 dollars for a pack of cigarettes kill me slowly kill my talent first I want to be the worst you've seen this side of the silver screen I'm not an actor I'm just some creep who thinks the words come easy I'm a state of mind

master ketchen taught me karate I beat some kids up at a party we fought for days just to see if I could still feel pain played the trumpet back in high school I got picked on, locked in the bathroom I stayed for years just to see if I could disappear boss me around the place at least I found a space between the waves of sound where god is kind and people proud to be part of some big energy like this before first communion I got shit-faced the blood christ, my god it tasted divine I cried for weeks and bowed my head when I heard the angel speak " I see you mortals hide your happiness in your heart you clench your teeth at night and all you want to do is fight c'mon, c'mon, I would pray for your son if wasn't exactly like you now there's nothing we can do but hide in waves of sound where god is kind and people proud to be part of some big energy like this and the spiders stop spinning their webs and check their bank accounts instead catch the rain in nets of grace and wish just wish to be free I paint my fingernails in chrome levitation makes me bored

stop the earth from turning faster become machine become a master now burn hard drives into bone download an app to raise the undead to go to bars with automated friends never be alone and I'll carve in stone everything the humans know and go up in smoke and fly when I was young I built a time machine with legos travel through the galaxy discover future parts of me in love, in pain, til it all just feels the same a physicist will split the atom sell my happiness on amazon make my demons proud now sally talks to ghosts through quija and sees her future in her tv screen she turns the volume loud and I'll break my back if I never learn my college math I can't afford a home and fly louder than a dying star explodes stronger than the currency super human powers speak through love and through pain, til it all just feels like magicians conjurers afraid the lion will escape his cage for centuries remain the same pollute and stay until the universe will march to the beat of every heart

what takes flight and makes you light will take you home what makes war keeps you stuck to the floor will keep you bored little boy asked a question "when we explode, and the bombs fall down where do we go?" I don't know you've got some nerve to question the system you deserve I thought you were happy getting drunk with your friends playing xbox360 if you get any smarter your head will explode so whats wrong with just doing as you're told what pumps your blood gives you nothing but love will keep you warm what makes pain keeps you playing the game will keep you bored grinning smiles to carry through the day stupid bibles to keep us all afraid you've got some nerve to question the system you deserve I thought you were happy getting drunk with your friends playing xbox360 if you get any smarter your head will explode so whats wrong with just doing as you're told

a car crash is sleeping a local boy is leaving on a setting sun into the night I kissed her twice to break the spell what we become no one ever lives to tell and I say my world is spinning casino keeps on winning my mind is under the haul put me underground I want to see the world upside-down in sleep darkness carry me heaven's doors are closed plants refuse to grow psychics feed us lies you get no horroscope this time my mother promised my bed will soon be haunted with a dead end job to paint the walls I pick the colors from my bone little children wake up to animals of stone and I say my world is frozen do I still get a chosen sun to enlighten my well put me underground I want to see the world upside-down in sleep darkness carry me heaven's doors are closed plants refuse to grow psychics feed us lies you get no horroscope this time the virus understands secret desires in the heart of man I drag my body from the cradle to the grave then I forget and start again