Starve a Fever, Feed a Cold

I know I'm a very special lab rat
I accept what I've been taught
Every choice I make in life it sucks
Some choices suck more than other choices
With your delusions of grandeur, and your pocket book Freud
Though we never get beyond the beginning
The sun will rise tomorrow no rhyme and no reason

Everybody is dead at the end of someday
Just holding on to our misery
Here's to hope, there's no hope, here's to no hope at all
Hope someone is there to catch me when I fall
You can find yourself man, if you knew where to look
Though we never get beyond the beginning
The sun will rise tomorrow no rhyme and no reason

Starve a fever, feed a cold
Deeper down, there is no deeper down
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared of your pressure I don't sweat you
Precious words are treasures bless the man who dies fighting for our right to use language
My free expression is a right not a privilege
And I chose to dig the furrow of the way live
You think you know me?
What the fuck have you ever shown me except a heavy boot and a great respect for authority?
The way I live is my river to drown in
The hill I die on only I can fucking climb it
Starve a fever feed a cold, feed an ego and this shit gets really old
Scratching at the surface until you think you're paying rent
But your pop-psyche ruminations will only let you know what's absent
Try to turn those eyes in a mirrored direction
I own my actions not your flawed perceptions
So infectious! One follows one follows one follows one
Until it all adds up to a long walk home when we all die alone
When you're all the way down
There is no deeper down.