Sense. You. Near. Once again.
Now, What. You. Want. Is flowing through me.
Over and over, you're hanging your head.
To the point where my cold-blue eyes turn red.
It's the same old fiction.
The same old lines.
Your life is hectic and pathetic, and it's messing with mine.
Came. To. Know. How you work.
You, Want. To. Be. Just like me.
Rolling and rolling and rolling your eyes.
And you're lost in a sea of mind over size.
It's a lesson in skill.
And it's a lesson of life.
It's selfish, energetic, subliminal, wise.
Keep. Off. Me. You're growing near.
Just, Push. It. In. So far it's sin.
Bigger and better, the stronger you get.
Waste away? In your dreams. The scenario's set.
It's always something,
When something ain't right.
It's over here, over there.
It's always a fight.
I see you come falling down.