[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]