I’ve got the feeling that I’m reeling in shock
from the waves poundin in my face makin water feel like a rock
It’s a hard realization that imitation is wrought
with imperfection learnin lessons havin to pay the cost
I’m losin track takin it back from the top
no matter how many times the finish line has already been crossed
It’s gonna take more than tape to stop
the momentum of this addendum to thinkin outside of the box
and then it hits like a blast from a radio wave
straight into my brain, thousands of pictures engrave
onto the walls of my vision, i’ve got a planet to save
from the plot of a villain who wants us all to behave
by enslavin the human race the situation is grave
the odds are against me, gotta find a way to be brave
i need a sidekick and a secret base in a cave
but all i can find are blank minds that need to be saved
It’s like every thought you have got stolen
Your mind gets bigger by the moment
but it’s just empty space
there’s nothin to replace
You could travel miles unmoving
while arguments in courts are proving
you haven’t aged a year
you’re not really here
I’ve got an inkling that I’m sinking again I can’t pretend
I’ve got it figured out yet maybe I’m followin trends
in weather patterns slowly buildin up tectonic duress
every time a plate falls from a table and hits stress
points causin the floor to crumble, bringin the rest
of the neighborhood to rubble in a chain of events
that all started from one word that somebody said
a monosyllabic butterfly effect that started this mess
cuz while one hand claps the other is slappin backs
destruction at the door while people dance n relax
corks poppin off champagne sittin on stacks
of dollar bills built up into a table that lacks
enough structure to hold up against the attacks
of sabotage mercenaries armed to the teeth with facts
throwin grenades of truth, hackin the roots with an axe
the foundation crumbles down carefully laid cracks
while assets disappear in economic collapse
houses of credit cards liquidate in flow past
in rivers of plastic over streets paved in cash
a center of luxury reduces to scraps
the sky comes tumblin down towers are fallin
a hurricane levels the whole town people are crawlin
into bed back to sleep
cuz while every cent we have gets stolen
Our debt gets bigger by the moment
but it’s just empty space
there’s nothin to replace
You could sleep for days unmoving
while arguments in courts are proving
the problems have been fixed
but the symptoms still exist
emptily filled with a prescription
to hungrily feed our addiction
fully ignore the conviction
refuse to change this position
hope we can float