Built To BreakMy life in a cage
I wake up shower, bleed, and blaze
And what would I know
If no one ever told me so
There’s not much to say
With such an ordinary daze
There’s not much to be
Hollow Point Sniper HyperboleThoughts seem to stumble out of my mouth
I can't seem to stop and talk to them
Fear tries, to pierce the armor of truth
Hollow point sniper hyperbole
I can't, seem
To follow a pendulum
And there must be organic cures for me
HydrogenuineThere must be solar systems in your eyes
Cause they sparkle like exploding stars when you smile
Care to play a game
This experiment has chemically altered my brain
Could this be love
Could this be love at the door
This Is The BestOn your way out, turn the lights out
Take your supermodels and your broken beer bottles
I don't care, party anywhere, I'm broke, man, possibly beyond repair
This is the best, this is the best, my head is such a fucking mess
This is the best, crack-house arrest, my head's a mess
Well I woke up on a Monday, I've been feelin' pretty wired