Psychosis - by Erik Smith

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Dancing circles all around
Burning barbies blazing whores
Crackle popping singed my eyes
Speakers flowing through the trees
Wretched laughter to my knees
Bats are diving snakes tell lies
Our keg is empty spinning night
Screaming moon can't ask for more

Spinning twisting alive tonight
Mass collection acidic brew
Flashing moving stationary rock
Nothing else to do
No time to fight

Mobile topless dancing tanks
The forest on fire between the rocks
Emus bouncing on our cocks
Can't decide who is the smarter
Aristotle rock star model
Temptation the chains broke in smoke
Life a joke nature laughing
Our latching collective
Skipping across live wires
Look at the sparkler
Blow up dolls explode

Did you hear that?
The other dimension
Looked through the door
The window
They're coming for us
Specifically our energy
Outlandish Atlantis
In front of our eyes
More acid more methamphetimines
Can't you see their dark skies?

Talking dogs walking dead
It's not all just in the head
Believe in this the world of piss
Urinations up ahead
Cats can talk we all once knew
We'll learn again in with new
Head-banging psychosis
Mosh with the trees
Jump off a cliff
Fly away
Land on your knees
Reality aside insanity
Within our grasp
However you want it
This all our task
Books read us
Never forget that

Don't tell me again
My mind like a sponge
So full of society's blood
Infected with lies
Can't take anymore

I'm listening to what is said
Not believing such a thing could be
So many little things in succession
Improbable these are the real thing
Reporting on such a global scale
The president broke a nail
You know it's a big deal
Please, how did he react
I have to hear
I can't move on
Did he cry
Did he kill someone
Overkilling a big deal
Nobody cares anymore

Stuck on the other side
Staring blankly through the glass
Glancing from place to place
What a strange reality

Clouds giving birth to rocks
Hitting us with sparks of light
Darkness and rain rest and pass
They're doing what is right

What do you expect me to do
Write a prescription for the planet?
Should I be the radical leader?
Do you want me to help this race?
You must think I can stand this place

You might as well move on
There's nothing I can say to you
My canvas is full
Can't alter it for you
Sorry that I don't care
What do you think I should do?
I can't even understand
Your words just wind
Blowing beyond my mind
No, I don't hear you
I've even stopped listening
Don't be mad if I walk away
Your words still blank
Something that's here every day
I'd write it all down for you
In fact I already did
Here's the paper
It's hard to read
Blank words everywhere
Like your voice
Shut the fuck up

 

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