"I hacked your brain,"
It said
But you will never prove it happened.

We are running on your circuit
And I live to take advantage.

You're the one who's always true
We should give our lives to you
But I saw it
Running rampant
And I built a little mill there

From the mill we made our millions
And I will admit I mocked you
In the final execution
But this is just your crazy poem.

The Patient is Dead.
We did a lot for everything we can.
There's no time for this one.
Well, have you read the **** poems?
And though all our debts are paid
And though we swung and we-- swayed
The Patient is Dead.

The Patient is Dead.

Put in a call to the morgue
Right down the hall to the left, the stairs to
A cold gray steel door.
Well does anybody want these shoes?

And we gave our best to you,
You'll be our Patient through and through.

The Patient is Dead.

The Patient is dead

And though we swung and we swayed,
Put your shock pads away
The Patient is Dead.

The Patient is Dead.

And though we swung and we swayed,
We had a Hell of a Parade.

The Patient is Dead.

The Patient is Dead.

And though we still feel a buzz,
Wel I think he always was.

The Patient is Dead

The Patient is Dead.

Everything is not pride on a pedestal
When you want it to be grand design it's not
And when you doubt it's grand design it shows you how wrong you are.

I predict
That you will not recognize me someday
And that my shame will be all too apparent

That the ruse i use to excuse myself of mistakes
Will stay the same
But you will grow tired of hearing it
And it will be all too clear
What is going on here

But you are tired now
And given the infinite nature of everything
That would be why you appear the way you do sometimes
Bitter, angry, not a fan

But

New ancients raise rusty joints
To trace the confines of a trusted cage
The bars of which hope escapes
Like tiny younger versions of myself
In a twisted fractal that keeps hope alive, live, live

And in the way that it wills on
Layers stack on top of layers
Cemented to the unmoving husk of it all
The husk we fall in love with

Oh honey, there's nothing wrong
Oh honey, we were meant to be this way
Oh honey, take a big chunk on me, it's fine
Oh honey, trust me you should be thankful
That's not the worst I can do

I left you
On the operating table
But you said
That you understand

So if you wake up
And things don't seem to work right
Just know that I'm
Out drinking tonight

For the both of us

I saw that it was always gonna be some type of way

So i made no special effort to avoid the cycle
That nucleates and brings the rain

I might deceive you for a while
Pull the wool over your eyes
It's nice and soft
It's not that often
But I think of her sometimes

Can you prepare for such a trap?
Lingering in the aftermath
Of a realization
Like an arrow through my heart

This isn't home!
You're killing everything you love
And don't you miss the way it was,
Or you might waste your precious time

This isn't home,
This isn't **-o-o-o-ome
And though you struggle and you fight
For me, I'm gone.

This isn't home.

I can help you start over
Just bend a little lower
We have learned this trick before

They say that nothing's new
But when I see your baby blues
I feel brand new again.

This isn't home.
You're killing everything you love
And don't you miss the way it was,
When you were young?

This isn't home
This isn't **, ah oh, uh o-ome
Now I'm starting to feel new again.

In a whole new way.

pensive instrumental breakdown

I think we might just be on to the same thing.

raining emo guitar

This isn't home.
This isn't ** o o o ome
Now I'm starting to feel new again

This isn't home
I let this go
And I think I might just break
Oh, won't you hold me as we're dying?