Take control
of all the things you want to hold
Hide the things that you don’t want to know
It’s hard to tell
when all your friends live in hell
try to relate, but you can’t take the smell
But you see,
You and me,
There’s an innate realm of possibilities
Look around
hear the sounds
Get alone
Rediscover sex and go insane
The problems that you have get in the way
Take your self away with LSD
Patch up all the pain, then back to present day
It’s a disgrace
It’s a castration of the thrill and the chase
Look alive
And open my eyes
Get alone
And it’s hard to sleep
When you never get to eat
It’s a sign
It’s all a lie