Album: He Dies in Rocket School
Consistal metranoid.
Avoid fluctuations with the PM's we employed
If the tempo don't go, I'm annoyed
Check the batteries we need beats that are phatter
These days automatic anatomy regulates
I'd rather be back at the Autobeat Academy scattering bytes about those we shouldn't name but
Hey, here we are
Translating binary into libraries that, bizarre, scribble patterns
Don't matter if I try very hard, my mind scatters
I focuse on these sixteen bars
I try to keep it close but all my glocks be off
There's no way I can stop these thoughts 'cause I'm hard-coded
I got this verse, I don't recall when I wrote it
I downloaded every help I'm allowed to grab
But these words still pile up pad after pad
Hey, sorry that I didn't warn you but if I did would it be different?
I spend way too much time second-guessing, stressing, focus on what's next instead of today
Too many bars, man, too many scars, man
Think about it, there's no way that I can stay
(Just forget it, Just forget it, Just forget it, Just forget it)
I spark the ex-wife through my dreams sometimes
She said, "Well, you never call me. Why?"
I tried e-mailing, you never reply
It always seems that she's doing alright but in real life
I got dumped for a junkie
It kinda' sucked but I guess he gave her something
I never did. It was a needle in an exit.
When she finally left, it was far from unexpected
The bottom line: People change all the time
It's strange but today, man, you know I don't mind
In fact, I was stoked by the time that I packed
Like I woke from a bad dream, never looking back
And honestly, I wasn't innocent in this
I shoulda' been the one to say "You want up in this list?"
I couldn't. She could. Didn't argue or shout.
Into the sunset, happy that I'm out
Hey, sorry that I didn't warn you but if I did, would it be different?
I spend way, too much time second-guessing, stressing, focus on what's next instead of today
Too many bars, man, too many scars, man think about it, there's no way that I can stay
You put this stuff around me
Memories are pounding down see
I need you to go away
I'm a terrible person, it's true. I drove one dummer out the band, man, I guess I'm too rude
You out there Thundercracker?
Well fuck you! Nah, I'm only joking man, he's the other grand champ
While I'm at his shit, might as well make a list
Now let's see; I put a lot of exisor cannons
I picked up a few legs off some bugs and stuff
And just last night, I left the toilet seat up
Consistal metranoid
Consistal metranoid