I'm floating softly often
Hope I live to see a more truthful day before I lie alone in my coffin
I'm coughing awfully often lately
With a mind full of nerves and opinions
Written by the people who hate me
So I sit here and I contemplate
I live most my life in my mind's shell
Stoical serious mind state it's blind fate for my clientele
There's an iron hell, eye it down
Taking trains in and out the Ironbound
Lie down and rest it's a quiet town
Head always forgets what the eyes have found
Still chasing the sky like a bird about to take flight
Somethings appear right when they're just a sleight of hand
Just an idle man worshiping an idol man
Gotta wake up and cut the cord from the promised land
Sipping holy water out of Satan's chalice
Is it all a lie constructed by the palace?
Or is Alice through the rabbit hole with no way back up?
Placing bets on bad hands while the odds against us stack up

Got a pox in my pocket and it feels like its magic
Yeah these games entertain us but their outcomes are tragic
Cause we wanna live lavish like American royalty
and we wanna be heroes we're idealistic and spoiled
Narcissistic and hopeless, feeding like packs of locust
Feeling complacent cause of the lies that they told us
and now we're losing our focus, slipping into the gluttony
of a 21st century rich American rut
and we spend all our time smelling the roses
of a fully synthetic view of the world that it poses
But there's an inkling of guilt that the system imposes
That makes us fight every day for resources that it owes us
And I felt that I feel it I've lived like a robot
With no thoughts, emotionless. Is it permanent? I hope not
I was told there'd be a haven, asylum but this ain't it
So excuse me while a few friends and I get reacquainted
And dedicate our lives to navigate the maze that they built for us
Deliver the prize and proselytize for a lie that's built on trust
That we'll go to sleep in a warm room with the lights out and our minds clear
And drift off to a good place no fear, violence or crime there just stop