This is the way I've been, this is the way I am
And I refuse to change for bad or ever fabricate to fans
From this day on, things won't be the same
I aim to please, and I'm pleased to aim – bang
Are demons helping me write, I can't decide
I had to choose masochism, my hands are tied
It's not my fault that you don't read what I write
If you took two seconds to focus, you could bring it to life
You all worry me
I've confessed to unspeakable things I've done, and you're still searching for security
We all believe that we're immortal like we ain't heard of urgency
I'm still scratching my head because these verses are obscurities
Guess I'm performing for the few people that are into me
Track after track of original redundant intimacy
And if Hell awaits me inevitably due to my sins, I concede
Guess I didn't know how limited an almighty being's vision could be
Not disrespecting him, I'm mocking you
Stuck with understanding til I'm dead, I cannot conclude
Can't teach you anything mind state whenever I talk to you
That you care for others more than you - only time I want to hear honest proof
Can we prove to anyone we're more than just a lot of talk?
We say words like “awful”, “awesome” and “gotta” an awful lot
“That's gotta be awfully awesome” “shut the f** up” SILENCE when I'm on the spot
So I can visualize this lyrical bomb that I'm dropping on ‘em
You could say I'm doing the opposite of what I was taught to do
But my brain is crazy, I didn't know what else to do, what the hell to do
I don't make judgement calls on the grounds I think someone else approves
So hence, I give you all The Anti-Radio