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CHIMERA OBSCURANT |
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Written by Judah Nagler |
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two eyes doesn't mean double vision / i never questioned this stance but now / i've been seeing things / i can hear a voice in the distance / trying to turn my attention to their truth / someone's moving behind the curtain / i point it out to my friends / but they don't see a thing / i just keep my synaptic active / to prepare for the day that they do / cos this ain't how it ends / and they'll say* / let's hear it / for the post-moderation / for tolled salivation / who cares so much about these things / availed denomination / the ‘so shall' domination / *now i think it's funny i feel distant / i'd run away if it'd make any difference / i'd look up my childhood crushes / but they've all have their own children since / and even if their hearts tarnish / they've gold wedding bands to hide the green / pearly gates to show from her past or his mouth / he too bears the burden of a bulbous belly / yeah, yeah, i know, i know this veil ain't real / and still it never fails to fall or send me reeling / i awaken to the same ceiling / and i can't seem to shake this sick feeling i don't need surgery to keep my smile fixed / ever confidant, never nervous / for i feel nothing / i work hard and come from a respected family / we take care of each other, we do / we won't live until we shed this skin / oh, to be free again / a vestige interest in the instrumental moment / you'll know it when / now all the pieces keep falling faster / your letters spelling disaster / i wish i was in paris getting plastered / cos all this masquerading's started my facade fading / turned my quiet heart to hating / whatever / it is that we've been waiting for (it) / when they'll say* / let's hear it / for drained health and elation / brain cell annihilation / who cares so much about these things / pupil dilation / more light to the patient / *that every word that i'm speaking / will poison the chance that you're listening / i know that you think you'd be missing out / with an answer / that we can't make out or make up / but even if we black out and break up / it's just a breath ‘fore we're looking back, laughing out / cos every end's a beginning, beggin' to get back in / you know i'll come around, if you just let me sleep in / with each wave more violent than the last / i'll keep my thoughts silent till they pass / we're not ready yet / they'll say you've got to build your tolerances now and then / make your heart a callus with thicker skin / i just can't seem to shake this (sic) fealing the more they interfere to forestall me / the clearer i hear her calling me, calling me / i must have struck a nerve cos someone's following me / i pull over to the shoulder of the freeway / my history profiled on the licensed registry / the shepherd keeps a careful eye on his personal inventory / saying we're the same so come on, child, you've slept enough / and i know you're tired but i'm waking you up / there is much to be done, and we're right on the cusp / of this shit getting real, i'm mean really, really fucked / every sheep for the shearing waiting around non-plussed / trading branding irons for brand-name cuts / we were born in labor, baptized in dust / given life anew as a living trust / with every hair numbered and cross-referenced / for each soul they claim to save, they have added interest / with a price on your head, what you think matters not / every credit card statement, every lie you've bought / rates our exchanged faith for the next fiat / on the blotter paper, the blood don't clot / it just bleeds you dry and then leaves you to rot / in a dead end job till at last you drop / into this old noose, with the rope drawn taut / left with your hands bound so they'll never be caught / you may sabotage our education / to a calculated chaos born of confusion / a controlled market through the inflation / truly euthanasia to waste on the young / but, we've caught you now, and we're cutting your funds / we outnumber you over a million to one / it's a sharp weapon, but the point's left blunt / there's no skill to the game, no challenge to the hunt / with each target deaf, blind, and reticent / got your ducks in line for the same false front / cos when free will costs even ten percent / false tongues speak lies over catholic hunts / from the cathepsin to the cathexis / i'll bear the stigmatic focus of the anti-catechist / with each catalytic pill slowly slitting my wrists / so when i raise my hand, see my bloody fist / may have killed brain cells, but i've kept my wits / and i'd rather go sooner to have known and said this / i've peaked at the end, where the answer sits / all the rest is just problems and more questions / hear the classes getting loud and the teacher getting pissed / in the end this pattern goes 666 / soon my name's showing up on every government list / free speech shouldn't cost, let alone be a risk / so when i die young, it'll prove me right / cos it won't be pills, swear it won't be the knife / no matter how hard it gets, i'm in this for life / and i'm never giving up till we make things right / god gave me this voice, so i can't stay quiet / they can't kill this love, i'll come back to fight / to return each star and remove each stripe / from each prism cell, we'll refract the light / to reveal each move, catch the thieves in the night / make them share what's left and return our rights / though it may still shine from a hormone diet / this knowledgeable fruit's grown overripe / and robbed his breath, birth absorbed he / when the planets line up, every eye shall see / that this invite-only disparity party / has brought enough despair to the already broken-hearted / in the wake of greed, in the name of flow-charting / leaving broken-homes where once were gardens / see it's our pale horse that we're riding in on / bringing pestilence as a plague of love / with hell at our heels and heaven catching on / it's the hanged man, it's the crux fiction / it's the pentagram, it's the pentagon / it's david's star, it's the pyramid song / what was once upright / now is upside down / and isaiah, it's a revelation / 2368, 2701 / means a way out / and if i can, you know i'm bringing everyone |