As If

I'm in a State Crusader

Pulled the rug right out from under me

Perspective evaporates the sensation of falling

The feeling you get when you can feel everything again

Picking cotton candy with splinters

Here we are, helium

Crisis mode, mint chip vendetta

Every noun on earth is gonna be dirt

I'm in a State Crusader

Pulled the rug right out from under me

The brass ring spinning, taunting, shining

And what are you gonna do now

Fuck it, why not take over the world

Jump off a bridge or go for a swim

Let's go to the park, paddle out far

Current got strong, now it's getting dark

So get your shit together..

As if...

As i-if...

As if...

As if...

As if-if...

Spittin' out nothing

An infinite loop of literally bad news

And skewed views, disgust

Who would have thought, who would have thought?

But, where does it lead?

May as well be on my own terms

Settle the score, this is what you asked for

So go ahead and punch my ticket...

As if...

As if...

(So go ahead and punch my ticket....)

As if...

(So go ahead and punch my ticket...)

(So go ahead and punch my ticket...)

As if...

(So go ahead and punch my ticket...)

(So go ahead and punch my ticket...)

(So go ahead and punch my ticket...)

(So go ahead and punch my ticket...)

(So go ahead and punch my ticket...)