Determinism
Bound with string and toyed with the heavens above
A toy whose a boy who won't believe in love
Cynical and scratchless, it's not a sign but a dove
Clinical depression, it hurts to acknowledge this
corny ******** stuff
But bound makes us weightless and tidal waves are crashing
Longing and witless - temple to temple bashing
Lashing, he smiles taking a while
Is it a sin to defile?
With all this audacious damn guile
But the mind is a sanctuary, I'm king of the palace
Lets not get lost in wonderland, now won't we Alice
But tiny fireflies, queens of dire lies, will have me drink this chalice
of sin, isn't it? for such blatant escapism
A schism
My brain that's lain that came upon such wisdom
Bitchin' is livin' - when it's all said and done
Just for fun
Do all you can, live life to the fullest, and then what
Look in the bag to see what you've won
Nothing? That's what we call wisdom
A pendulum
But lets not define what we can't define
I lie, but honesty's a virtue - right?
That's what we call cynicism
Said the boy with clinical depression
The boy whose a toy who might just be in love
But he doesn't believe in it or the heavens up above
But that is of little matter, they mess with him still
The cynical kid who laughs at free will
I swear to Scandinavian drunks, I'm not an Ethiopian princess.
