(0189) under the microscope

first wall was a failed example. rebuked us in the sight of your god. pale and visibly shaken, we emerged from the middle and carved out our own demise. contracted the fears of another; tainted the hope in my heart. comedy loses its purpose, and we're amazed as we realize this ongoing genocide. pillows to cushion our faces; religion to comfort our souls. blank slate 'cause we said we were sorry. what were we thinking when we thought we wanted to die. twenty-three years without sorrow. just hold me and say it's alright. tunneled my way back to daylight only to find out that the oceans have turned to sand. car crash i couldn't remember and a phone call i couldn't forget. walking alone through a desert; looking for someone to take me away from this land. dinosaurs trapped in museums; lunatics trapped in their heads. fighting a war over nothing while president bunnypants talks to god while he kneels at his bed. everyone's part of the static. no one stands a chance to transcend. gravity holds us together. despite all our efforts, our destiny's out of our hands. panic attack on the horizon. urgent to get out of the car. one pill, and i'm knocked out; unconscious. wake up to discover a black sky, yet miles to go. and nothing else should even matter, but nothing left is still the same.