It's unhealthy, the habits I've been forming You can tell me that its wrong to get in all these quarrels But the fact is I'm too dumb to understand Yeah the truth is I'm just self-destructive It's a living. If only I could monetize my boredom Shameless shilling. Try and say that five times fast But the more you try the more your tongue twists 'til it fails And your point gets lost in all the details I've seen the error of my ways and I'm doing very little to correct it I've been counting down the days. It hasn't had the desired effects Why am I poisoning the well? I am no font of information. I guess I do it for myself. Idle hands are the Devil's playthings.

You look around the crowded room and think of all the awful things that could occur to you You have so very much to prove and you move like a fucking animal Your face is beat. The house is down. You grind the butterflies into the ground You barely ever make a sound but when you do it's fucking magical You may not be the reigning queen but still you slayed and it stayed with me So maybe you're not being all that you can be It's painful, the lepidopterology, that went into this whole cacophony So when you had to be, it sure wasn't bad to be nasty And so you can now go home, empowered, now you're stronger having survived You know how to strike a pose But it'll take time to learn to say "hi" to Dusty Ray at shows And if you're inclined, after you give it a try, you can annihilate the ho

The modern mythology of man is misunderstood over and over and over again The blightful bureaucracy, deceitful disharmony They make up our foundations. If we mine them then we risk a structural collapse But we'll cross that bridge later if its even there If you tell me to wait for you forever, you're still telling me what to do and that's on you You can make up all these excuses but I will make up a million more to surround you You can tear me apart but you'll never get to the core of what makes me tick. I'm keeping time and tabulation You can scatter me to the winds but who really wins? It was all a trick and you bit. Hook, line and sinker I came in on a wave. The tides have changed. The tithes you gave are mine to take. I make my break So people gather around. Stick your heads in the ground while I escape and take that to the bank It goes to show, a common shill can live rent free inside your mind and manipulate your free will The ties that have bound you shut. You need scissors (61!) to make the cut You need a whole fucking army but you find you are only one If you hold up a mirror to my misconduct, you're gonna need a bigger mirror and thats on you You can cross every 't' and dot every 'i' but if you read in between the lines you'll find its true You were entirely disposable The question is: to kill a god, do you even acknowledge the odds? It's not like they've ever been any help before Make a single fault and it was all for naught. You stood and fought and were consumed by my cavernous ego Your subjects all worship me. They're splayed out at my feet just as I want And what was your cause? A life thats free of tyranny? You think you know whats best for all? Well, alright then. Let's see

Just the tip of a teaspoon Just a finger or two Just a nibble. Why not? Just a little more... just a LITTLE more... just a little more.... They say "don't cry over spilled milk"? What idiots I'm smashing gallons and grabbing and having hissy fits I'm like a bull in a glass house, proverbial Smash Mouth and that's how you spit the sugar back out Hey man, you gave it your best shot. Now it's time to digress I feel you writhing around on the inside. Why don't you give it a rest? You can't escape from my vacuous vacuum. There is no "S" on your chest You're all mine. Resign and then die. Divide while I digest. I have insatiable hunger. I have a craving for you. I wanna make you feel what I feel, wanna force this folie et tout. I'm gonna get ya. I'll grind ya and then I'll stretch ya into every sordid shape that I want. I'll never let ya have a semblance or a thought You wanted in and now you're caught Tell me, what more could you possibly want? Are you satisfied? You took a bite then you came over to the other side The teeth chatter but the membrane doesn't matter Fat asses scattered like cadavers on a silver platter Let's say we have us a banquet!! I'm gonna laugh and be fat and I don't care if it hurts you Whatever gets in my way I'm turning it into worm food Go get a crowd, gather the whole town and move it to a valley of virtue I've got agendas and I've got a clear path I've got gasoline and I'm gonna burn through A whole tub of tabasco, a heart burning like a pit of despair "He says he's gonna bring about change" But "Baby, I really don't care" I'm gonna gobble you up. I'm gonna shit you back out. Already moved to the next. You've been forgotten about. I'm gonna do it forever until the whole of hells leveled and I don't stop, I'm not finished, I'm even eating the devil Your meanings protein to me. You don't even register but means to eat I'm suckling at the teat I'll bleed the body dry because all I want is the meat The butchery is beautiful. Come up and have a seat Don't even try to deny it. It doesn't matter if it kills you, if you like it you'll buy it cause what if it makes you stronger? So you line up like helpless lambs to the slaughter Don't analyze your surroundings. Just sign the dotted line and reside to be groundlings If you can't beat 'em, join 'em Accept the situation and merge with the maelstrom

Dave Kline was ripped from his mother’s womb right before she went on stage And gave the performance of her life, and thus, the path was paved Dave Kline is a wild man Dave Kline is a grimy freak Dave Kline is the kind who will stay by your side Who will be there when you’re feeling weak Dave Kline swam the ocean blue Dave Kline taught a bear to read Dave Kline took the time to give sight to the blind before giving Dan the motivation he needs to get well And do one-handed planks while simultaneously drinking vodka Dave Kline was born with a heart too large and he didn’t know what to do So he sectioned it off into pieces and made sure there was enough for all of you Dave Kline is a tortured soul Dave Kline is a lycanthrope Dave Kline, so divine, yes, time after time he delivers a missive of hope Dave Kline is a man of means Dave Kline is a lightning bolt He used his lycanthropy to his gain and got cast on Jeff Davis’ TV show Teen Wolf Dave Kline is a beam of light Dave Kline is a human being Dave Kline is really probably Adam Goldberg with incredibly advanced nano machines Dave Kline is an anomaly Dave Kline is a metal beast Dave Kline, you did fine just being that guy who provided us with a great sense of relief And the strength to be strong and know all of our damages have been right there all along They make us who we are and we all belong

It's not easy to breathe when your heads on the sink Another day another reason to stay stuck on repeat Medicated moderation, I'm just killing some time I haven't got much to lose. Theres no value in mine I've been swallowing pride to the point that I wretch I've been holding it in now I'm steeped in the stench There's a lot on my mind. I've been curing this itch I've been falling back into my old habits again Maybe I'm doomed to defeat the same demons forever Maybe the more that I struggle, the worse that it gets Maybe it doesn't even matter, we're just here for a moment and I should really be more focused on following bliss Whats the use of a wagon if its constantly breaking, sending shrapnel soaring violently into all our chests? Whats the point of a compass if it never stops spinning? Whats the point of a future if its full of regrets? When I'm walking away from what I crave most It's wreaking havoc on my mind and my self worth Now you must suffer in silence in the same cage that we both ended up in You're getting desperate for attention that I once gave you You think I'll never get over the shame you forced me into

Why must I move? Why must I do anything? What do I have to prove? I have awful muscle memory What if I try fail? What happens when I lose everything? Because I know it's coming and I can try to prevent it but it's going to happen anyway And I keep thinking and thinking and thinking and doing little else And I keep building up this wall of this wall of my excuses, yeah, any one'll help I feel guilty in this garrison. I really don't know what I'm supposed to tell myself cause I'm not buying "all is well". Not anymore This bastion I'm trapped in has no windows or doors A milquetoast plot with no forethought I took way too long tempering the sword Now I'm left with apprehension. I don't have the tools I need So many lessons left ignored And I hope that I can scape by on what little I've acquired And I will fill this place with dynamite, packed to the gills, then set it all on fire All the time I've spent creating when really destroying everything is my real skill With a world of endless options, am I exhibiting signs of my free will?

Maybe I’m pushing away stability Maybe I’m simply afraid of complacency But I’ve one-upped my mind from playing tricks on me From letting any disease get the best of me I’ve got an argument for something different I’ve got a grocery list of soul prescriptions And its that four or five a day that keep me feeling great And you’re not in the place to tell me there’s a better way Now, I’m not wearing a mask to the masquerade I’m baptizing myself in the first rain of spring Screaming to the sky to counter the static from previous lives And we learn from our devils and gods all the same And I'm finally grasping the value of pain But I still find it hard to conceive how the crowds can be so fucking lonely I’m gonna disenfranchise this hold on me We’re gonna smoke some weed and play Banjo-Kazooie Cause there is nothing more inviting and free And I must stop Apollo from swallowing me I was a slave to my obligations, To 9-to-5’s and fictional explications I’d rather feel the words than dissect what they mean For a useless, arbitrary consensus to be reached If I keep making choices and you keep putting stock in them My consequences will be your consequences and we’ll both collapse from the aftermath And we’ll both pull the pin from the silo maps And the philosophers are clever fools And the moralists are the hypocrites And the Darwinists give us great blueprints But theres no method to why the fuck we exist So give license to the traveling circus, fuck it all and just be Don’t think, let your actions speak And don’t blink, you might miss something And just be Then I’ll never be the same and I’ll never want for the same thing The logic and emotion are in constant contradiction This rightful juxtaposition of reason and feeling has got me orchestrating my own intervention It’s the reason we write songs about songwriting It’s the reason we give up before we start trying It’s the reason you were living, the reason you were dying It’s the reason you were laughing and the reason you were crying Sometimes

Welcome aboard. Leave your life at the door Yours is over. Did you miss it? Wheres your ticket? Crawl into the loving arms of a tree You can slumber Let your troubles disappear Sleep and surrender The jengy jeng renders you useless You are always welcome here Paralyzed parallels A cannibalized fairy tale I'm still searching for mercy in that mirror Watch it passes in bursts and in flashes You can touch it but it will never be yours It feels like a prison, this crocodile wisdom We're no apex. We're just leaving a trail It all traces back to that familiar path we've been treading since we were all snails Forget what you knew you were and come to the Cartooniverse Let go of your mind. Let madness prevail. Think where you're drawing the lines The bolder that they are, the less it changes in time And dream when the moment is right The colors you weave are best shown in the light You see why we suffer and bleed? We're constantly battling this deep spell of lethargy