Album: Year in a Red Room
Somewhere between birth and here the ground gave way
Suddenly I was submerged
While cogs, gears, and pistons rumbled in the distance, a dead kid sank,
his time torn to shreds by alarm clock screams with dollar signs instead of eyes
Forced to rise and shine before the sun
Redundance cuts slow
Sets my impatience loose
Stretches my seconds like hanged children from a charred tree
Is this the new me?
My free time was never free
I can see that now
Now that it's a scarlike memory that warns me
The cold world adorns me
A decoration for some suit's crown
From the podiums a sedative is sprayed on you,
intentionally smelling of new car
The infected drones march eyeless to work,
paying for the ride over and over with time 'till we die