Routine where there’s no distraction
Between the unwholesome and unwhole
Emotions of the everyday machine
Fatal feelings are piling upon the fight just to hang on
Then something new will intervene:
Neurotransmission of molecules
Reaching receptors to stimulate
Crucial conversion to simple fuels
Doldrums abate
Every day the same thing
Every day, every day the same thing
Every day, every day, every day the same thing
Ride my peptide-turning ebb and flow
Every day the same thing
Every day, every day the same thing
Every day, every day, every day the same thing
Streams of daydreams drag me down and grow
Routine where there’s no distraction
Between the unwholesome and unwhole
Emotions of the everyday machine
Fatal feelings are piling upon the fight just to hang on
Then something new will intervene:
Neurotransmission of molecules
Reaching receptors to stimulate
Crucial conversion to simple fuels
Doldrums abate
Climb
Reaching hand over handle
And I’m not sure I’m gonna face my fears in time
And I know the pinnacle of panic’ll be clinical
Mechanical, and grow and grow, till I’m buried far below
So I heed the asylum’s call
Going anywhere my medicine takes me
And I like the new way it makes me
So I barely despair at all when I fall
From burial and plummeting
The aerial I’m summiting gets tall and wide
And I set my fears aside
If it weren’t for adversity
I’d have known I’d never see myself denied
Now I’m feeling my old fatigue
As the uniform boredom rises
With the great escape it devises
And my strategies, deep down, are in league
Meds
I’ve been hiding them under the beds
My mind reverses
I’m done with the doctors and nurses
Oh, I don’t need ‘em; I’ve got freedom
I’m ready for a ride
I can see my reflection, and it’s gonna be my guide
Yeah, the winds are shifting, lifting me higher and higher now
I’m riding the rising fire. Now I’m off, I’m on my way
Watch me fly, you can bet I’ll be getting by day to day
Though I know what’s coming, dumbing me down to a medium
I try to defy the tedium
There’s no chance I’ll ever get out of the trance
Why do I try? Life never amounts to anything that counts
And so on I bounce, at a plateau I’d rather renounce
There’s nowhere left to go
I will seek excitement until I fulfill every need
I’ll succeed, then I’ll live the life that I’ve always known I can own
There’s no way in, there’s no time. No way to win
I know I’m no more than a laugh
A joke to the old ha-ha-hospital staff
I knew that I’d fold
So I’ll tuck my tail as I go. I’ll pre-derail
Now I know I’ll fail
I’m feeling victimized, I’m feeling vile
But a little thieving might leave me believing I’m worthwhile Breaking and entering is my domain
Seems a little stealing might just keep me feeling sane
I’m sinking deeper than I did before
Something isn’t working
Burglary and lurking are a bore
I’m sick of living in the grit and grime, molded by the mildew
That is why I will do more crime
What’s the use?
Being built on each excuse turns my guilt on
Thoughts begin their full attack
I give in, I’m going back
So I heed the asylum’s call
Going anywhere my medicine takes me
And I like the new way it makes me
So I barely despair at all when I fall
But now I’m feeling my old fatigue
As the uniform boredom rises
With the great escape it devises
And my strategies, deep down, are in league
I’m ready for a ride
I can see my reflection, and it’s gonna be my guide
Yeah, the winds are shifting, lifting me higher and higher now
I’m riding the rising fire. Now I’m off, I’m on my way
Watch me fly, you can bet I’ll be getting by day to day
Though I know what’s coming, dumbing me down to a medium
I try to defy the tedium
Routine where there’s no distraction
Between the unwholesome and unwhole
Emotions of the everyday machine
Fatal feelings are piling upon the fight just to hang on
