I cant ever seem to sleep
And the TVs leer as they parody me
Their chatter sucks the air from whole rooms
No matter how many I turn off
Is this really how the world sees me?
Is the screen the lens of the minds eye?
I can feel myself shrink as the wilderness grows
And the microchips chirp in mocking conspiracy
The dying newspapers boil over with rumors
And no one can hear the bombs bursting from here
The charlatan experts prey on our fear
And the doctors prescribe palliative insecticides
For cancers they planted themselves at your birth
And the books are bound up with third-hand hearsay
But who can be trusted to pick out the liars?
Id do to them what theyre doing to me
I can feel myself shrink as the wilderness grows
And the microchips chirp in mocking conspiracy
Round here
Ninety million tons of concrete
Press down
On their tired eyes and soft frames
Round here
Their brains collapse before their bodies
White noise
Clogging every orifice like glue
I havent slept in weeks
A lifetime has passed and I dont know a thing
And I dont give a fuck what happens to me
All I want is to go to sleep
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
