Chandeliers of Mars - Abreaction lyrics

It all seems so perfect to an extent where I leave beheaded notices at my doorstep Weary of any kindness Brainless running conscious Seeking reason through malevolence for beneficial progress How often? Quite often Not everyday but it's quite honest Who's the leader of this conquest? The cons are shown with either burned quest Who's murderous? Who's the one spilling most of these checks? Checking instability through their necks To see how possible can it be a threat They both know his lungs will be the factor that's undigested We can't stomach your organs, plus his vocals seem kind of important He needs to be stopped, but stopping ain't close to his motives He minus well lie to not die, and argument to stay informant Affirmative responses on the receiving end of poultry Domesticate the causality transforming it's energy to a ma** that's shown in it's qualities Not quantity this dude doesn't believe in auctioned tragedy Formality that happens, anomalies are not his stronghold But his grudges can be felt We speak to the listener, so he never shall respond The dude has been dangerous at times but he's better at capturing hearts Change the soul from you Them tokes look after the so loyal You can't feel it But it's shown in the spoils, destroy a complete diagram to create what cannot exist anymore That's been his specialty at times falling to history once and a couple hours more Who's that? I've been screaming on this street, where does it seem to be found my shore? This water is toxic till I can't breath anymore, this fish cannot do any more tours We still flowing for these spores My arm left in the bottomless pit with the transposed crucifixion of stores Its not pro consumer or pro personage but pro company, it's unbearable what we do for counterfeit We clone each other's thoughts, for dialectical flaws We have become "me too's" of the opted guards We're mannequins that straight masochist Insanity, doing the same thing expecting different narrowed ships Destiny holding my upper lip, it's kissing my faith with containment Discriminating y'all iguana peeled skins like I'm racist 6 feet below, it's looking advantageous