Of consciousness, living my life vicariously
In an envious mess of straight people especially
My headspace is floating as my ego could take some bloating
The rat race enslaving so I set my sights on escaping
Can’t be like the others following the footsteps of their fathers
Aggro, abusive bastards, believing in the need for their harsh words
This life: so fucking absurd, intriguing in all it’s confusion
We’ll all get our just desserts, start bleeding in gentle refusal
What have we got in reserve? Hearts needing a careful perusal
Where we get what we deserve, minds leaving with peaceful excuses
A road turned is another lesson learned
Throw it in the mix and watch it all burn
A heart moved is another soul set loose
When life drags you down, it’s time to refuse
Reality sure bites when people don’t know wrong from right
It’s given me such a fright that I’ve recoiled and set my sights
On fighting into the night until I finally see the light
Of a new day in the height of madness that overrides
All good sense, things so tense in the blur of a big mess
Tossed over the fence, shit making sense less and less
But that’s the nonsense I’ve pretty much come to expect
Where love is absent, a sad life without much success
When you’ve been stripped of all pride, there’s not much left inside
Except the memories of lies and all the tears you’ve cried
A road turned is another lesson learned
Throw it in the mix and watch it all burn
A heart moved is another soul set loose
When life drags you down, it’s time to refuse
This ain't no telethon event, it’s the story of a negatron
Who’s always looking for ways to vent his bitter, deep-seated frustrations
There’s no way in hell he can repent for all the well-aimed transgressions
Into all the good things heaven sent, brought on by his indignation
At all the cruel things done unto him that bring about social relations
Between bitter rivals under the sun, a twisted kind of invocation
Of hatred inside a matrix of resentment and melancholic elation
Who has waited on spoilt fakers who’s daddies paid for their posh vocations?
I wait with baited breath to see the brats toppled from their high positions
I’ll be so elated when I take full control and make all my own decisions
A road turned is another lesson learned
Throw it in the mix and watch it all burn
A heart moved is another soul set loose
When life drags you down, it’s time to refuse
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