I am a fraud
A spineless observer
Content with the ills
This world has allowed
Here to announce
That my name is roadkill
The prototype man
A mean of the crowd
And I don't know what I want from you
Perhaps it's just to confirm
This claustrophobic sensation's due
To natural order and I'm not insane
Concluding I'm captive confined to my brain
I want to murder the human condition
And let loose the recluse bottled up inside
But if we never do, at least we'll rest well knowing we tried
To make sense of a place that exists through these senses
Repeatedly proven deceptive at best
There's no truth to the madness
Pick your worldview: f*ck all the rest
Deep down inside
I'm not altruistic
I cloak my intents
But sometimes they show
The thought at the core
Of all of my morals
Is rooted in fear
Of being disposed
To vindicate this defective mind
Sometimes I deceive myself
Convinced these actions are purely kind
Quit acting divine when your motives self-serve
Respect that you've garnered but never deserved
I want to murder the human condition
And let loose the recluse bottled up inside
But if we never do, at least we'll rest well knowing we tried
To make sense of a place that exists through these senses
Repeatedly proven deceptive at best
There's no truth to the madness
Pick your worldview: f*ck all the rest
If I find God I'll destroy him on the spot
For deciding to make me the way I am
Contradictory and repulsive thoughts
They never end
I hate my soul
This pure essence isn't
Fully satisfied
Or ever quite free
It aimlessly drifts
Through futile existence
Then withers away
Returned to the sea
So you can offer comradery
The gesture's treasured for sure
But nothing quite fills the void in me
Maybe someday we'll find the cure