Retrograde Video (MV)

Always
So show me why you're strong
Ignore everybody else
We're alone
Suddenly I'm in..
Hey, these sounds, they don't make sense
Everyone walks around, but they stay in they fence
Locked down in they perimeters, guarded by ninjas
Swords of emotions, challenge defenders
Reach for the highest limit, never supply an image
We all know that we dying some misfits
Punk bands like Summer of Sam
My heart's covered in butter and smothered in spam
Imagine it back then
Asthma attack, always on track to relapse and Prozac was my best friend
Pharmaceuticals will harm the youth
But I think bizarre is beautiful, my scars are cute
I rock orange suits with army boots
It's cliche, I charge ya loot
My bars the truth, arm your troops
Osama brought the Dalai Lama to proof
Obama acknowledged it too, karmas a tool
We best use it to the best conclusion, but we bombing they schools
But our college is cool, we ain't following rules
And if you follow them, you probably a fool
With all these problems in view, all I'm doing is acknowledging doom
Boom
Boom
Shrooms
All these little creatures, yeah they running in my head
On my knees they preach to Jesus, how will I be fed
I don't want a piece of pizza, just a piece of bread
Master piece like Mona Lisa when they take it off my meds
I guess it's time for a celebration
For all the ones who died with no hesitation
21, gun salute
At 22 I was drunk off booze
At 24 it was drug abuse
Now I'm back to being drunk, what I does I do
But I think that we've all been manipulated
Or I manipulate others, I pretend to fake it
We were born naked, now obsessed with clothes
We informed later, it's not best to know
That's a sworn statement from a general
I was born in the matrix, watch my chest explode
Boom
Boom
All these little creatures, yeah they running in my head
On my knees I pray to Jesus, how will I be fed
I don't want a piece of pizza, just a piece of bread
Master piece like Mona Lisa when they take it off my meds
Don't trust your mother, but my mom is straight
Your mom put a camera in the laundry crate
Your mom's always plotting and watching your habits
She sells the data to government for polka dot fabrics
She watched her first son overdose on a mattress
She watched her second son turn into a faggot
Oh I forgot that's the worst word to use
Oh I forgot the world has perfect views
The government so shady it got murder(Merlin) confused
I'm just as nervous as you, persecution of truth
Yeah the earth is abused, but I need some forgiveness
I'm walking, oh shit, which church will I choose
Which church will I choose? Boom
I have this image in my head of a room full of sand
And a bird flies towards me and dips its wing into the sand
And I honestly have no idea whether this image came from a dream or a film