Sitting on a powder keg
Flipping through a magazine
The calming voice of desperation
Whispers to me as I fall asleep
Lemme put you at ease
But it might be too late for you now
No one is coming to save you
You gotta do it yourself
Figure out how to
Fall through
The otherside of the silence
Little menus
Drop behind my eyelids
Am I going mad
Or is it just the allergies
Am I really sad
Or is it just my lack of peace
Am I really fat
Or is it just the gravity
How can you laugh
When this has all been such a tragedy
Can we
Agree to disagree
What is speech
But a tuneless kind of singing
Sneak away when your ears start ringing
Reality check when the room starts shrinking
Can we
Agree to disagree
Get rid of property
Because all of matter is free
Sitting on a powder keg
Flipping through a magazine
The calming voice of desperation
Whispers to me as I fall asleep