The Positive Aspects of Negative Thinking

Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast

We have seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea

Syntactic is our elegance, incisive our disease

The swath endogenous of ourselves will be our quandary

We've nestled in its hollow and we've succkled at its breast

Grandiloquent in attitude, impassioned yet inept

Frivolous gavel our design, ludicrous our threat

Excursive expeditions leave us holding less and less

So what does it mean?

When we tell ourselves it's only for a while we have been deceived

And it's only for a moment that the treasures of our day

Make life easier to complicate, the treasure thrown away

I'm so tired of all the fucked up minds

Of all the terrorist religions and their bullshit lines

Of all the hand-me-downs from all industrial crimes

And the weeping mothers and those who aree led som blind

From the plastic protests and the hands of time

And the pursuit of mirth and all hating kind