Eight Weeks of Privelage, No Time f/ Regret - Nodes of Ranvier

Can you still be moved by song or are you too far gone? It\'s all there but I refuse to believe the negativity will tear away you life Unanswered questions continue clogging sight they\'ll never cease They\'ll chew you up, they\'ll spit you out, leave you for dead Cuts more than skin deep, shadows have been cast on us Lifeless and barely breathing, something is around us spreading like disease So will you fight the feeling? But words won\'t make you understand The good of everything, won\'t wait for you to bend, start again It\'s far beyond me, where pessimists find pride But above all things, but above all things That words cannot express, cannot express The greatest gift we bear, the ability to change

As we bow to soverignity, I'm feeling programmed by your... Carry me away. Take me away from here. My head has got the best of me again. But now I'm finding, damn your lying. This charade has got to end. Through organized deception, we become investments. As an attempt to commercialize pain. Have we no shame? As we bow to sovereignity. Flesh and bone machines worked their way in me. This competition, forced opinion takes its toll on me. The dawning age of dehumanization. As we bow to sovereignity, I'm feeling programmed tuned by your lies. Swallow the light, lies it feels warm inside. Through organized deception, we've become investments. There's no moving me. Right here is where I'll be. It's gonna take more than words to get a rise from me. There's no moving me. Swallow the light. Lies. It feels warm inside. Swallow the light. Lies. They mudered the mind. Murdering minds. Lies... it feels warm inside. Plastic silicone goddess. International tele-violence. Neurological battering offense. Mutilation of the conscience. The only reception clear to me, is this longing for eternity.

You have to be kidding me It must be buried three inches deep And no one is here to help dig it out And, I am not suprised because they will no doubt take your word ("Everyone loves juicy gossip") So I guess I'll just sleep it off (On my stomach of course) And whenI see you next I'll kill you with a smile