Will Haven - Caviar With Maths lyrics

Portrayal of the starved and cloned Their message is calculated The mind's eye fixation on envy Leads to everything wrong with you A smoker cries for serenity The ultimate vice To feed on mounds of gold And in time abandon what's wrong with you And it's only time before mockery Starts to implode Yea well play the odds of solitude For scraps of caviar From the pa**ages of Vonnegut The depths of my throne arose I can throttle it back The pathfinder