Pop culture with a pin Watch it wheeze in the air like a dying balloon A mistake dawned on me And the rest of my tribe. "Your wish is our command" No really. It's OK Give yourself a group hug and a pat on the back No really. It's all right Pose your best for a shot from the firing squad Choosing my defense I'll stay on the fence Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven Raiding tomorrow's prayers With a stained silver bullet Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through On a dare Pop culture with a pill Watch it make all the worms in your mind disappear Maybe so, maybe not Never sure if it's me underneath a white sheet Halloween, Halloween With a mask I can be your new friend for a while Trick or treat, trick or treat There's a razorblade inside your candybar Pop culture on your skin You cannot keep your fingers away from your face Memories are haunting me Like a fish floating dead at the top of a tank