Un
In
Corrigible mid
Dle
Men
With
Incorrigible
Demands
I'll do anything
Sheathe your sword in me
Please just learn my name so
I
Can
Feel
Like
I've not waited all
My life
For
Another
Wasted opportunity
For you to sheathe your sword in me
Make the people see
I've got personality
Gee,
I'm so happy I could
Tweet
At the thought of be
Ing
The
Braindead canary
In a plastic cage
Of the information age
I think I lost my
Face to cyber gods
Millenial parasite
(Inst. solo)
I'll do anything
Sheathe your sword in me
Please just make me
Famous
Everything, I think
Is like the internet
World wide webs .com
Entangle your .nets
Everything is right
Everything is wrong
Everything is short, and everything is...
Everything I own,
And everything I pawn
Everything I don't
Tells me something isn't wrong
Everything I think,
And everything I say
Everything is everything in a nothing sort of way
Everything is right
Everything is wrong
Everything is short,
And everything is
Everything I own,
And everything I pawn
Everything I don't tells me something isn't wrong
Everything I think,
And everything I say
Everything is everything in a nothing sort of way
Everything, I think,
Is part of some great plan
To reinforce your faith that nothing goes as planned