(I'm) swallowing pounds of sugar in an attempt to seem sweet,
but it's all sweat and tears when the blood meets the meat.
We defeat each other nightly, all is fair in love and war.
It should be surprising, but we've compared these scars before.
The bending has turned to breaking in a matter of minutes.
Your miracles and love don't matter to this bitter cynic.
They call this living, but is it? I'm swimming in lividity,
I've fallen from divinity now I'm wallowing in misery.
Every epiphany comes attached to an injury,
Ever so gingerly our egos work in perfect synergy.
I'm wasting energy for you, it's the purest form of charity;
Clutching my coma carefully, nobody escapes this parody.
My enemy is barefoot so I never hear her coming,
I guess I'll always be a minuteman, let's listen to the clock humming.
What's the matter kid? Pussy got your tongue?
Don't start complaining now, I promise that the pain has just begun.

Laughing at the darkness because no war is ever won.
Every honest man is Godless, every song becomes unsung.
Laughing at the darkness because no war is ever won.
Every honest man is Godless, every song becomes unsung.

Print the words on paper as if there's some hope for after,
but never in my life have I felt more entrapped or captured.
So savor the taste because it'll surely be your last meal.
Soylent Green is people, stupid, I hope you enjoy becoming veal.
Once you've cracked the seal there's no way to get the smiles back,
once you walk off the beaten path the miles pass like a heat flash.
Nobody gets a last laugh, we're fading out of the picture.
God has lead me on with a hard on and no chance in hell of kissing her.
My innards burn like spinning balls of gas in space,
but try as I may I can't wipe this bitter taste off my face.
So I displace the shame, imbibe my lies
and die a little more inside every time I fail to fly.
I flail my arms to no avail at nonexistent Gods.
I'm trapped inside a jar of silence, no one but me hears the sobs.
Once you reach Nirvana you'll realize that no one cares.
That's I'm walking on the strength of my paper thin prayers.

Laughing at the darkness because no war is ever won.
Every honest man is Godless, every song becomes unsung.
Laughing at the darkness because no war is ever won.
Every honest man is Godless, every song becomes unsung.