Imbecile Rages

Your folks say art

Such lovely people

I can't understand

Where you came from

How long can it possibly take for

One to realize

That the dream is over

How many more nights

Must you just humiliate yourself?

The pollution from your imbecile rages

Is leaking at your heels

Lobbing at streaks across the desert and my eyes

I have no hope for you anymore

Oh

When you said to my woman at the show

We were just desperately breathing life into undead ghost

Do you really think these things you say

They won't get back to me

I guess you feel like you got this lifetime pass

And you can be a dick and

It doesn't matter

But I'm through, yeah, I'm set free

And basically you're just dead to me

The pollution from your imbecile rages

Is leaking at your heels

Blotting with streaks across the desert of my eyes

I have no hope for you anymore!