In The Service Of The Enemy

I know I'm paranoid

But I still think they might be out to get me

I'm in bitter need

Of a new kind of enemy

I'm going agoraphobic

My ass sits idle

But my mind is hardly stoic

My blood pressure keeps on rising

The more I keep despising

And denying

My name sake said that hell was other people

Now I know how dealing with the petty and the feeble can make you evil

From a babes mouth is the candy that I steal

Climbing up and down on fates oblong wheel

You're strong in the bow but you're weak in the keel

I'll look you in the eye but behind the scenes is where I deal

I'm making excuses for seams that are ripping

The only thing I hate more than digging

Is begging!

Back in the day it was so perfect

I had my purpose

It was all very worth it

But now my little victories

Are just empty calories

I'm in bitter need of a new kind of enemy

Something harmless but scary

To keep them in line

To keep them wary

A memory that can't buried

A point in time that can be carried

There is no solution

Just problems that I'm selling

They'll make you feel better

Even though you're aiding and abetting

So quit your whining, eat some pills for your stressing'

Go buy some more debt and plan a pretty June wedding

Make lots of kiddies, cuz the gravy is never ending

Have everything you want as long as the banks keep on lending

I've made my sell and I hope I'm not offending

Cuz The only thing I hate for than digging

Is begging!

I wanna wear your face

I wanna wear your face like a condom

I wanna wear your face

I wanna wear your face like a condom

I'll never win