Stop Eating

The city makes so much noise when you record it

The streets have secret voices

If they don't shut up your head will get dirty

So you block out the hum

Desensitized, it's not healthy

But the city's like a miniture body

With miniture versions of our universal problems

If i can make dorm rooms and stadiums silent

My record, when played, will make the whole world more quiet

My ears are wringing

Things hid in me

I want to keep my tissues eye lashes and intestines clean

By i can't think

Open for business! infected!

Every particle pulled in a separate direction

I've got to find a way to keep the voices outside

Only one holy hunger will i obey or recognize

This body's mine as it's owner i seal it

Let's find out just what this piece of shit is capable of feeling

Food is disgusting; it's what they make shit from

You're vomiting backwards

Your pores give you cancer

I want to make a record instead of taking drugs

But with the phone off this room is more quiet than it was

I'm so out of breath, ungraceful

I'm always running now

Can't stop chasing

There's something inside me that doesn't exist yet

I'll need to be aerodynamic to catch it

I can't get comfortable in this mess

Less turn an eye to my blind influence, arrested

Weighted down by the bullshit my black hole's collected

Suck it all in:

Distracted! conflicted! pathetic!

But i will make myself into the shape of a weapon

I will burn off the fat until i'm all sharp edges

Convey my main content

No nonsense, no questions, no excess

I very much prefer an early exit

A sensible rebellion

The least embarrassing

I'm not flailing my fists i'm not coming apart

And when my body stops moving i won't be shocked

I'll know exactly the cause

And just who's at fault