The Unveiling Of Killjoy

Let's delve into the subconscious intestro-abortion

Slowly bite and chew every miserable portion

You exist or you rather persist!

To screw your grin on every morning and enjoy it

I can't take part in what I can't bare

Naked in the crowd of Antonioni's fair

And it's getting late and it's getting late

I just want to sleep.. want to sleep

Incestual virtues distributed as truth

Regurgitate everything that's been taught to you

Just like motherbird did for you child

So that you could survive and strive in the wild

But that wasn't mother it was just an actress

Who was stuck within her own social theatrics

Just as you are! yes just as you are

But as for me I am free

Last Monday my face broke

Their eyes had told me so

They said that they know

With a horror that made me choke