Poetic Justice is a dish best served in pentameter
Loaves and fish from the vocalist invoke a famished herd
My nerves are tattered and I lack concern
A facet of imagined magic that was fashioned in a tragic dirge
I crave to ride the wave, but Iikely I’m a crash it first
Precisely trying to drive it, frying all the passengers
Past desserts I lust for just the meal to snack and serve
Snakepit within the quicksand, morass berzerk
Summon rage for my brutal plumage, a wrath of worth
Run away from my youthful muses, at last submerged
My suit is soonest at the cleaners with a dirty conscience
Searching onward on this journey works immersed in certain goneness
I guess I’m going to see you when I return
If and when that that ever happens, trapped antennas discern
Trying to build a bigger bridge with this, his edifice stern
Maybe it’s just better to burn
Getting up to speed to pass judgment when convenient
Ended mangled with the median you see me in
Failed entreaties for the ones with nails and hammers handy
Bony fingers beckon me, A pail of acid candy
Imagine landing in this mess and trying to decompress
A bleeding mess wretchedly beating me repeating grief its guest
…indeed some secrets need be kept
Play discreetly with the vest, select the reasons to accept
Cheat a few at death
Between the U and S I find a grand division canyon
Cars with lights and stickers of a phantom vigilante
The friction that we rub our hands with greasy palms
Graffiti fonts printed onto CD-ROMs
Where we belong, tunnel vision vietcong via song
And all that works for the brave
Fall away fall away fall away now
Fall away fall away fall away
