Wasted
Please…don’t…leak…on…me
Don’t breathe on me
Don’t breathe on me
It’s been so long…since I’ve
been wasted
It’s been a long, long time
It’s been so long now…since I’ve
been wasted
It’s been a long, long time
Please…don’t…cry…to…me
Don’t leech on me
Don’t leech on me
It’s been so long…since I’ve
been wasted
It’s been a long, long time
Woe is the past…that finds its
way
Into today…and not too late
And in my hour…the seconds crawl
In my tomb…I hurry and wait
I’ll be my own doom…got no room
for you
Woe is the dream…that comes too
late
Into today…in my way
Cause in my dreams…the seconds
crawl
And in my tomb…I bury it all
I’ll be my own doom…got no room
for you
My country ‘tis of thee
Sickening Lies…in a miserable
place, of hate
That’s the land I live in…
Greedy eyes…and misplaced hope,
I guess
Over god and divided…
Been so long…since I’ve been
wasted
Been such a long, long time
Why’s it always me who’s crazy
Why’s it always me who’s losing
out?
It’s over, I’m so far away
It’s easy, I’m so far away
Cuz it’s easy, I’m so far away
Nothing’s the matter with
you…no, no…
Why’s it always me who’s missing
out?
I was a prisoner
Of neuronic space
She was a dissident
To my mental state
I was a hide away
Free in my cage
She was angelical
Free from the rage
Guess how much time I waste…
I wasn’t looking for
Any escape
She wasn’t asking so
Led me away
Well, I had a moment there
Free from my head
But, she couldn’t keep me there
I belong to the dead
Guess how much time I waste…
Carry me back
I was free, though I tried no to
be
Carry me back
I was lost, and just too far
away
Carry me back
To the place where I know I can
hide…away
It’s over, It’s over red-rover
come over
You know that it’s over again
It’s over, It’s over red rover
come over
It’s over and over again
I can feel it commin’ on to
me…oh yeah
Carry me back
I was free, though I tried not
to be
Carry me back
I was lost, and just too far
away
Carry me back
To the place where I know I can
hide…away
Hey, where’s the edge
Have you seen it
You know it’s been awhile
Since I’ve touched it
Feeling kinda freaky
Feeling kinda needy
Everything’s inverted
You think I’m perverted
While all of this is true
It’s not always about you
Well how fly can you high
When I wanna’ get it on
Where are you
You’re always in that place
You’re always into you
Well how high can you fly
Play on my strings
If you really wanna’ try
Play on my strings baby
If it helps you find a way
Just tell me you like what I
feed you
it's
alright…just don't lose your head
your
children are lost in their minds
as
they freakishly worship
their
treats like young whores...must be cool
trinkets
and piercings of
ungodly
idols that break
all the rules of the cross...godless law
You think, you speak for god
As your sins trump, those that
you speak of
You disgrace god and his love
As you judge queers and kick
them out of his house
You think whores and harlots
Will burn in hell as your
Gluttonous wife sins ten times a
day
As she teaches, your children
the same way
You will burn with the rest of
us
You will burn like the rest of
us
You will burn like a grass fire
You called Jesus’ wife a whore
For centuries and you
Think I’m the enemy of his grace
You will have your day
You use God to segragate
You use Jesus to legislate
You use church to incriminate
You use God in blasphemy
You will burn with the rest of
us
You will burn like the rest of
us
You will burn like a grass fire
Let he without sin, cast the
first flame
Let he without sin, light the
great stove
Let he without sin, case the
first flame…
Burn with me hypocrites
Burn with the rest of us losers
and misfits
Let he without sin, cast the
first stone
And he who is not get his ass
off the throne
Let he without sin, cast the
first flames
And he who is not be the last to
point blame
Hypochristian there’s a place in
the fire
For you and your own and all the
rest of the liars
Hypochristian take your place on
the floor
Nobody here wants to hear you
anymore
Let it burn, Let it burn
Let it burn down to my thumb
Then I’ll roach it, try and
coach it
Let it burn down to the end
Let burn, Let it burn
Let it burn until you earn
All your secrets, all your
strife
All those dirty, nasty lies
Take your TV’s and PSP’s
And all your silly plastic
things
Let them burn until you scream
In death and sex we make our
quest
And put our demons to the test
Let your gods sort through the
mess
Let it burn, Let it burn
Let it burn down to my thumb
Then I’ll roach it, try and
coach it
Let it burn down to the end
Let burn, Let it burn
Let it burn until you earn
All your secrets, all your
strife
All those dirty, nasty lies
Well this is my cult
And no it’s not my fault
If you’re giving it all to
someone
How about giving it all to me
Burn your P’s and burn your Q’s
And your constitution too
You won’t need them for part two
Eat, smoke and toke forget hope
Let your demons fight for lust
There ain’t no god you can
trust…hey
Well this is my cult
And no it’s not my fault
If you’re giving it all to
someone
How about giving it all to me
You drove me to this
unreasonable ending
You and your pathetic American
sheeple
Dressing your daughters like
whores
Sending them into the big bad
world, vulnerable to persuasion
You got dealt a Darwinian
equation
If you’re stupid enough to
follow, I’m happy enough to lead
Go ahead, teach your children to
believe in fairy tales
Tell them about santa clause,
tooth fairies and other stupid shit
Prime them for belief without
evidence
Let it burn
Let it burn into my life
This is my cult
And no it’s not my fault
If you’re giving it all to
someone
How about giving it all to me
If thoughts are just tissue and
light
Dynamic pulses of life
Then they have dimension
And they have dilation
And they exist only from us
Only from us
If we are just tissue and light
Dynamic pulses of life
We have dimension
And we have dilation
Then we exist only from what
Only from what
I was standing…on a shadow
Drifting inside of a scene…on my
way back
And it’s hard to remember the
way…she loved us
Hard to relive it and think…what
if so
(and so on and so on)
And it’s hard to believe in
faith…when you know it’s a lie
Yet you feed it…and you grow it
still
Are you free?
Fighter planes, oil stains, piss
all over everything
Anything that gets you through
the day
Sand and sweat will soon forget
the blood of those that died and wept
A pious dream to murder in his
name
And so said it he, for he said
it so
“And in the end the vultures
will taste our bones”
All that lives will die by the
way…
We were never meant to stay…
Jump in the fire
Die for a liar
Father will love you
Jump in the fire
Give us your dire
Dead for your tired
Give us your desperate
To be so admired…
Walk…
Walk into my grave
There ain’t nothing you can do,
that can hurt me
There ain’t nothing you can say
that can beat me
There ain’t nothing you can
scream in me
That ain’t been flushed before
There ain’t nothing you fuck,
that can rape me
There ain’t nothing you can
build, that can take me
There ain’t nothing you can do
to me
That ain’t been done before
Walk…
Walk into my grave
If you want to be a hero, feed
someone with no arms…
Spinning round and round…in a
dream I dreamed up
Standing with our savior…soaked
in his tears
“What have you done, you…with my
story?”
“Who are you anyway? Well fear
me now and walk…”
Well the serpent rose from a
distant thunder
And lighting struck the sun
And the king did cry
And I asked him why
Never will I know
So, the Martian bible notes this
as a sign…to invade
And so they came…all in a rage
(Say you wanna…live for sale)
We won’t save
We won’t save the day
So the serpent dove into the
depths hell and
Stole the devil’s throne
He cried just leave me here
Just leave me here
This throne is all I know
And so the Martians left us to
invade…some other place
With better taste…all in a day
We won’t save
We won’t save the day