Melancholy

Busted nose and a black eye
Beat myself up I wonder why
Musty clouds and jaded skies
Rainy days and frozen nights

But I can't conspicuously
Self hypnotically
Manipulate an apology
A nuance of my psychology

Flip the table clean it up
Slam the door closed till I see the sun
Say I'm sorry
Do it softly
I'm feeling a little too melancholy
Work till your body is feeling numb
That's the rule, the rule of thumb
Have some coffee
Take some molly
To help you feel a little less melancholy

In my timezone they drink till they're fine
Daddy's keys New York state of mind
Thrilled by misdemeanor crimes
Knowing they'll make bail the same night

Then the ones who feel satisfied
Tagging along here for the ride
What's it like to live subsidized
Future set fully organized

I find that periodically
I think too logically
It's in my technology
I'm wired mythologically

Flip the table clean it up
Slam the door closed till I see the sun
Say I'm sorry
Do it softly
I'm feeling a little too melancholy
Work till your body is feeling numb
That's the rule, the rule of thumb
Have some coffee
Take some molly
To help you feel a little less melancholy

I watch them choking on capsules
That purify the chemicals
Testify a way
To keep the balance in their brains
A genocide of pressure
Mixed with coke and displeasure
Put themselves at blame
Wash it down with novocaine

Flip the table clean it up
Slam the door closed till I wake up
Say I'm sorry
Do it softly
I'm feeling a little too melancholy
Work till your body is numb
That's the rule of thumb
Have some coffee
Take some molly
To help you feel a little less melancholy