2012 Demo

It’s amazing what you can give up If you just want to survive You’ll discard cherished convictions And spread yourself wide for your ravagers When they approach to defile you Voyeurs hiding behind the skyline Peer down at me, but I try to ignore them They track me through the aisles larded with treasure And mock me at night when I’m begging for silence Don’t want to be held responsible You can take whatever you want from me Just make sure I don’t notice You can take whatever you want from me And the waltzes play on in halls of gold While the misfortunates slop back and forth Between the flophouses, clinics and prisons Until their weight carves ruts in the earth Don’t want to be held responsible You can take whatever you want from me Just make sure it doesn’t hurt You can take whatever you want from me This is the world we’ve made for ourselves But our acid abstentions Will dissolve the limestone beneath us And when the sinkhole opens up We won’t deserve to be pulled out

I’m standing on the platform And there’s a pile of trash bags Swollen with former objects of desire Stripped of office, like corrupted priests In black plastic vestments And cast out to vagrancy So now they wait with me Twitching with the palsy Of the rats in their guts That shriek as the train approaches To take me home There’s a negative copy of me In a bus station on a dusty plain A thousand miles away And one day we’ll meet Swept up by different flags We’ll lock eyes through gunsights And I wonder which one of us Will die beneath the other’s knives And I hope it will be him It’s not personal But I’ll rip your throat out if I have to I’ll tear your guts out if I’m asked to You’ll rip my throat out if you have to You’ll tear my guts out if you’re asked to It’s nothing personal Because we’re both the same Lemmings rushing away from a mirror And towards a cliff

Sometimes I stare for too long into the sun Until my vision grows grainy with pixels I can feel the dials in my forebrain turn Someone’s in there, tampering with the controls Each new day sweeps the boundaries away And I’m left to redefine Where the machines end and my mind begins anew In this place The background chatter is digitally remastered And thousands of lenses bend the light Until riddles are all I can see Each new day sweeps the boundaries away And I’m left to wonder why I should trust anything that I hear, see or think anymore They’ve filtered and vetted the input I’m getting And cross-referenced it with the finest algorithms Ensuring that all content will seamlessly sync With the receivers they’ve built in my brain That’s the just the way that we do things these days And it’s improving at an exponential rate They’ve made my skull an echo chamber It clangs with thoughts they’ve designed There’s no room for me in here anymore Time to shut up and accept it