Panic
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Exactly where should I begin?
Forgive me father, I've sinned
Been caught perpetuating wrongs
I screamed in accusation
And yet convinced that still I can
Somehow be better than I am
If I could only bring myself
To step in one direction
But all this progress I've made
Has left me bitter and afraid
I bolt the doors and let the trappings of my life surround me
And hope to god nobody calls
But trust the scratching in the walls
To be my comfort and my shelter from the world around me
Ignore the whisper on the wind
Forgive me father, I've sinned
I swear I'd now cling to anything you'd care to show me
To save me from improper thoughts
That modern miracle of sorts
Against a tide of advertising and survival only
The precondition has been set
And every new potential threat
Must be eradicated from the face of all that's sacred
And I shall stand before the cause
I'll be hysterically yours
And death to any reason, evidence or explanation
So tell me, what have I become?
A middle finger to the sun
I traded fireworks for love
And I was left with nothing
But paper shards and empty shells
A burst of sulfur blown to hell
It just might be that all this history has taught me something
So I'm taking lessons from the past
I won't build anything to last
But engineered to fall apart
The day the warranty expires
Keep the wheels turning round
Keep my flag pinned to the ground
Just don't look back and don't look down
In fact, try not to look at all
I see opinion dressed as fact
See definitions inexact
And explain away the darkest days as misinterpretation
And this dumbing down, it's so uncouth
Like there's one single fucking truth
Like good and bad and right and wrong could be so uncomplicated
And swagger dripping from the stage
Curse the impatience of the age
It all takes time and time is money
Money talks and talk is cheap
The cheapest words can eat the way from seed to forest in a day
And by the time the sun has set, there's only dirt and match wood
So could it be the end is nigh
And the time for idly standing by
Is now upon us?
Everybody look to some distraction
I've thrown my patience to the wind
Forgive me father, all my sins
Feel like they were woven double stitched
Into the fabric of the world