With every second I am blown away By revelations that strangle all the life from me High expectations, congenital defect A devolution, a cause without effect I am stormborn
The execution of the id that is to rule them all Exaggerates how disconnected we are as Millennials Caressing what’s depressing brings relief that undermines Impatiently awaiting exaltation leaves one compromised
It’s my fault Not to have seen Regression toward the mean On my throne I wanted more
Silent forever Never crush us down Keep it together The yearning is bound to stop
Have to trust you’re not alone A human truth explains it all Debilitating flaws of mind Are bent and carefully refined As difficult as it may be Removing the amenities From dying dreams, now fantasies Humor me
Tragically utopia plants its seeds Destinies that bloom cannot be retrieved Savagely the thorns are puncturing me