Painless


cocaine-abused and
drug-induced
reality is shown on the silver screen
fabricated myths and
misinterpretations
did you ever deny that we were never unclean?
self-righteous zealots
narrow-mindedly preaching
promoting their unequaled Bible-ocracy
the streets are reddened
and the faces are cracked
suffocating in their hopeless hypocrisy

pop another pill
stick another needle in
cut up another line
to drain your mind
synthetically assimilate
your actuality
forgetting all the pain you feel
one more time

door-to-door salesmen
with their empty cases
they sell us lies and brandish all of the profit
poison-filled darts
bearing flaming crosses
if we’ve got good aim, they’ll fall down at our feet
used and abused
and broken and beaten
we’re not going to take this anymore
oxygen masks
filled with carbon monoxide
the choice is to die, or become their whore

pop another pill
stick another needle in
cut up another line
to drain your mind
synthetically assimilate
your actuality
forgetting all the pain you feel
one more time

like a sex-crime victim
we’re twisted and mangled
tied up to our opinions and left to rot
escape this abhorrent
bleak society
and we’re finally told exactly what we’re not
counterfeit elation
and a brain-dead smile
the burdens of the world hurriedly depart
self-realization
indistinctly arises
demanding payment for that hole in your heart

pop another pill
stick another needle in
cut up another line
to drain your mind
synthetically assimilate
your actuality
forgetting all the pain you feel
one more time

pop another pill
stick another needle in
cut up another line
to drain your mind
synthetically assimilate
your actuality
forgetting all the pain you feel
one more time



© Crying Whilst Dying - 2004