Rehearsal Unrehearsed Entanglement, Moron

I've found abandoned thought
To fuck god and never call him back
I don't care about your well-being
I'll slit your throat myself you moron
I hope everyone you love burns
Except for your kids who deserve a chance to flourish

I miss the first depression
Cuz each new wave feels worse
I miss the first depression
Cuz this one feels rehearsed
Derivative entanglement
Performance of the mind
An adequate ballet
To keep me just one step behind

When I was stripped, when I was gone
When I had to get away, when I was wrong
Twenty percent of my life
Missing at once
Then words read under the surface of missing words
Had to claim absurd was the merging
Kissing a thump to make love to dislocation
Of missing love from existence
Had to call upon a god as merging of earth and sea
And believe you me to consider him holy is such a curse

Wouldn't wish it on my worst
Gut a fish instead
Hold it as a purse
Probably have to turn to riots
Afterward return to rain
Anguish gonna take me off my diet of menial pain
Gonna hurt this right shove it up my tight
Aaah

With my blood bank of bone
Butt thank the cohesion of lowering

I'll miss other as much as my brain is willing to pay
I'll kiss lover as wet as my spillage in from the quay
But never more than much as that we're far too young to say
And even those much younger have only so long to stay
I'll love 'em long enough and then quiver and fold away
Don't know what to expect but it ain't too far from today
Cuz even those much younger have only so long to stay

Someday they're gonna have to die too
And they all do