Lyrics

Like the empty cup they're pouring in And "shit's boring" so they're bent like accordions In fact their going mad and ornery Push them to the back until their interacting orderly The black sheep puzzle piece fit among misfits Sink beneath abysses plea the fifth amid the mischief I didn't say dismissed it's a brief intermission So reap the benefits of bleeding fists and indecision Finger prints or single bits of sentiment I'd dismiss it In the trenches I couldn't lower my defenses A sober mind was prison I had to be the light beam enlightening a prism It's sublime and a privilege to thrive and exist in This time of division with divine intervention within it Divine intervention within it Sublime and a privilege... Tie the noose and move in silence And hide your eyelids and lie to you Like there's nothing left to do The violence will hide in you Passive in a massacre of adolescent wreckage A basket case with indigestion skipping breakfast Bested by infections of a maniac depressed and It's a blessing if these other fools can keep their food ingested When I stepped in, swerved and made a round about the salad dressing Cupboards covered with a potent stench - fowl aggression Pressed in every step and every second I could count my blessings And I thought I'd be asleep around eleven Depressing their development while living the fast life All hours of the night, howling like a bag pipe Til' they crash like fragmented stalagmite Or sediment of that kind blasted with a frag mine Another indecisive soul prone to the gas light Ignorance extended from a past life In fact, they need acetaminophen to act right Praying it's the last time It's sublime and a privilege to thrive and exist in This time of division with divine intervention within it Divine intervention within it Sublime and a privilege
Writer(s): John Dwiggins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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