Unless there are reasons to comfort myself To provide disguise inside the discourse The stored procedures, the open positions On my private stock exchange
Inside I believe I am wasting my time To administer the everyday Semilethal dose
Distract my mind Purposely, to optimize The gross resources And pass towards the undesired bizarre Success
Uh! Mess up my mind!
There used to be a stable control device That would track the line Now the up-to-date build has advanced to provide The nonconformist discomfort
And ever faster Watch for the chance No, there's time for excuses When all has been done
Nothing will override the applied designs Nothing will overrule my mind
Once there is no control device Never walk the line Again, now you're free to advance to The uncontested discomfort
The downward spiral
Down Round and round Spinning ever faster To the final focal point Reversely defined Satisfied? Now go short!