MP3 
"were gonna blow up!"
and i get just what i want
not what i need
i pride myself on missing
forests for the trees
im getting sick of it
plain old disease
its not my life but i will
live it how i please
and i get just what i need
not what i want
i dont know how i grew to hate it
but i do know that i hate it quite a lot
im getting sick of it
internal rot
they put device on me
they get to check
it all my life
i got a hit
they put device on me
they get to check on me
chalk it up
another loss
all my organs have been
screaming to get out
they know my idol is false
becoming sycophant
at such a cost
nothing was lost
im two shoes full of dead meat
standing in the road
bright flash
all i get is nasal drip stop growing old
lateral move now im just a corpse
all my nerves unrolled
i become annihilated
turn me into shoes full of raw need
not what i want
i know when i grew to hate it it
was sixteen years ago
made to be bought wish i was sick of it
but im just not
they put device on me
and i get just what i want
not what i need
i pride myself on missing
forests for the trees
im getting sick of it
plain old disease
its not my life but i will
live it how i please
and i get just what i want
not what i need
i pride myself on missing
forests for the trees
im getting sick of it
plain old disease
its not my life but i will
live it how i please
and i get just what i need
not what i want
