fucking with the gods because they're in it for something-and there is nothing to lose so i choose-middle of the road-no hype for the muses that lead you down the highway to hell-bearing full blown social dis-ease in the face of all folly and knowing the transparency that the gods use to defuse attempts on their ill-fated illusion-fancy imaginings-well fuck you and where are you going if not into the unknown without a clue-a little board game for distractions sake-yeah its amusing but like a junkie changed forever no matter clean for how long, things just aren't ever the same-its a beautiful thing though a little hard to try fit in with the rest of the herd-teasing existentialist tendencies to take that ticket to some promiseland-meanwhile enjoy yourself and continue to milk it for all its worth in hopes that one day you'll pass the pearly gates leaving all grief behind finally able to live like the gods
