LYRIC

Help me limp through the hour
Where the last remnants of my sanity are plagued
By the burden of consequence
Encourage focus from chaotic despair

Focused indifference, focused repudiation
Frustration, not chaos, reigns
I am the weapon
To usher in your destruction
I am control, I am command

This is for
The survival of the fittest
This is for
The survival of the fittest

Repercussions be damned
A suspension bridge made of ash
Let's break the situation down
Like an old world primate

Driving the point home much more
Much more fucking poignantly
This simply will not fucking stand

My brain turns to a dry porous sponge as this broken record skips;
Reminders of just how loathsome you've become
It's the same thing, it's the same thing, it's the same thing

No; I'm in control
No; I'm in control
No; I'm in control
No; I'm in control
No; I'm in control
No; I'm in control
No; I'm in control
No; I'm in control

Help me limp through the hour
Where the last remnants of my sanity are plagued
By the burden of consequence
Encourage focus from chaotic despair

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