It's a ShamE

Runnin from the truth

self loathing

and seeking perfection

look in the mirror, you skinny

son of a bitch. You're anxious

anxious of the next day, anxious

of what people thinks, advice they give

and lies they tell. You trust no one

you don't trust your instincts and

are a defensive, manipulating fuck.

Welcome to the depths. The core.

Life is a bore, always afraid of change

of possibilities. You've achieved so much

and want so much more. Drinking yourself out

of the everyday stupor. Sobriety is for the dead.

I wait for the next drag, the next time I have nothing to do.

Nothingness is key. It's what everybody is so afraid of.

We're all stacking each other up against

one another. Dick sizes are nothing to what

we're really measuring. Are you questioning it?

Are you loathing it? Are you excited?

Fuck man, too good to give up.

It's too fun. I'm too insane.

It's a pity we're told to do so much

so often. To be paralyzed by fear.

Out with religion and in with medical science.

Both try to keep us scared, away from

the devils of life. Away from truth, from

feeling anything genuine. We watch our heroes burn

and they burn so beautiful.

Up all night, sleep away the day.

Up all night, sleep it all away.

I'm afraid od life, to live vividly.

I'd rather muck up the view

Blind leading the blind.

Stare and stare at what we can't have

and ashamed of who we are.

Its better to fess up to being a bum

then lie to yourself and be a success.

So afraid of pain, of connection,

of death. It's a shame.