Lascivious, it's all that I can think of as I drag my feet, Searching like a diogenes, Dangerous, the adjectives of the decade And of your alluring intricacies, I can see your green-screen mentality And I can feel the sting of it's consequence, And I know I shouldn't But it's too much to ignore, an emotion I deplore, Every time I look at you, I just want do it, I can clench my fist right through it But I just want to get off Rectilinear, this direction we've been heading Never realizing we are on a runaway machine, Angular, the momentum that does turn us one Step further on our ladder, One more turn toward the east, I realize your green-screen mentality And I know it is shared by many more, I know it's quite impossible But I am damned to find a way to revolve the other way, Every time I scrutinize I just say "screw it", We're on a ride down a blind conduit And I just want to get off.