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