[Verse 1]
Insane savage, cabbage
Slightly brain damaged
But for from the vein of painstakingly average
Mistook and misplaced, awakened aching in pain
Brain draining creating a thirsty bursting of veins
Like a perverse first verse rehearsing the same
In a new age range of strange raging displays
Hereditary scary
Barely aware of embarra**ing formulations and forms
Of a reinforced force of forward felt remorse
Over coarse born aborted worn torn and deformed
Glorifying blood guts and gore galore
Because my moral fabric past pa**ed fast in a flash
And became a combination of elaborate acts
And horror stories of war
Laying dormant like the floor with nothing more to explore
[Chorus x2]
And we can follow the chase
And we can swallow the taste
And we can call out your name till its over
And we keep playing the game
Up and over again
Enlighting light of the flame till its over
[Verse 2]
A psychotic iconic ironic kind of commodity
A prodigy of sorts, a common comment of honest
Metaphorical oracle, catastrophic metropolis
An impossible obstacle of an opposite weird severe fearing of mirrors
An inferior appearance, steering clear to cohere
A disproportionate portion of endorphins
Aborted and sold short to an unfortunate torturing orphan
Mental images morphing
In space orbit disorderly in an orderly fashion
Lashing in a bad habit magic contraption
A complicated complex of hellish embellishment
Like a relic of hells bells compelling the misspelled spelling of spells
And sessions of aggression, stress lessons and tests
And all the rest of my obsessions left best to forget
Taking less of a breath
Like congestion of the chest just spread to infect
[Chorus x4]