Negative Nature
Empty gestures saponified
To brainwash with rotten ideas
Such a graceful show
For the wide eyed idle minds
For our humiliation
I congratulate you
Nervously looking at you
Twitching in your seats
A processionary state
The memories show regret
The machines stop as the screen turns black
Like an impulse in my head
Like a detonation in my chest
Erratic and unsure
The flames engulf me
An infected worldview steers you
Psychotic and pathetic
A limp fist held into the sky
To attack the unprotected
Creeping into the aftermath
Parallel to the bullets path
A processionary state
The memories show regret
The machines stop as the screen turns black
Like an impulse in my head
Like a detonation in my chest
Erratic and unsure
The flames engulf me
Lit up by the incandescent glow
You were nothing more than simple entertainers
A zombie reading on a box of soap
In a fever dream of committee approved words
A processionary state
The memories show regret
The machines stop as the screen turns black
Like an impulse in my head
Like a detonation in my chest
Erratic and unsure
The flames engulf me
To brainwash with rotten ideas
Such a graceful show
For the wide eyed idle minds
For our humiliation
I congratulate you
Nervously looking at you
Twitching in your seats
A processionary state
The memories show regret
The machines stop as the screen turns black
Like an impulse in my head
Like a detonation in my chest
Erratic and unsure
The flames engulf me
An infected worldview steers you
Psychotic and pathetic
A limp fist held into the sky
To attack the unprotected
Creeping into the aftermath
Parallel to the bullets path
A processionary state
The memories show regret
The machines stop as the screen turns black
Like an impulse in my head
Like a detonation in my chest
Erratic and unsure
The flames engulf me
Lit up by the incandescent glow
You were nothing more than simple entertainers
A zombie reading on a box of soap
In a fever dream of committee approved words
A processionary state
The memories show regret
The machines stop as the screen turns black
Like an impulse in my head
Like a detonation in my chest
Erratic and unsure
The flames engulf me
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Writer(s): Paul Stevenson
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