2002-08-31 | SORRY THIS SUCKS

We were in the midst of a break down

waiting for the walls to cave in before the elevators shake now

Stuck between floors, waiting for the doors to open

Hoping that we'd be home in time to watch the evolution

of famous actors, holding their retractors, and looking through black framed glasses

Some kind of test, they look distressed, they may feel like their blessed, but someones looking down at them and laughing

Thanking the god above, that they don't even pray to

Way too artificial, and way to plastic

Drastic measures used to try and sell the product

Awww, shucks, I guess you just found out that you're a dumb fuck

15 minutes more, before your time is over

Older, wiser, and a smart ass like your father

Bother you, and you've got your hired to help you

They get paid to keep you unsociable

You can't sign, because you've got a makeshift bandage on your wrists, you insist that you got it from a movie

You tried to slit your wrists 'cos you found out you were fading

The publics not adoring you, they're looking for the next one

they're not waving at you anymore

It's the guy that's right behind you

Crazy hair, and big ol' glasses

Passing on the fast lane, last plane to Obscuresville, now you'll star in movies where you don't speak english

Actually, it's not a foreign movie, it's just they cut your lines, and they're going with the model as the main star

She fits into her jeans, and she doesn't talk back to the director

and she has all the things that money doesn't have to buy

A thousand lazy bastards catering to her every move, as she laughs at you in your 4 by 5 foot booth

You couldn't get a trailer

They cut you from the trailer

Your in the movie poster

Part of the angry mob in the background asking for more screentime

holding picket sines

and telling each other about how life used to be so sublime

You tried to cut a record but your voice cracked

and you were too dull to even cut through a pop tart with a cleaver

they cut you to the floor

you're lying there naked with the basement tapes

No one will ever hear it, unless they wanna find out how not to do it

Or if they need a laugh because they've run out of medicine

Their light no longer shines, and they can't get hold of Edison

They tried to call you up, but your phone is off the hook

Disconnected like your attitude before you wrote the tell all book

They made a bio pic about you, actually just a little one hour show, talking about how you had to go

and fuck things up, and crumble when you had it all within your grasp, but your palms were over greased with the greed of the less coast

the yes man have changed their vote, and now their voting no way, now how, how the hell does he expect to make it like this?

You better save your dough, because you now work at a bakery, you sold your mansion, now you share an apartment with an injured frycook

He cut open his hand when he heard you trying to sing

Trying to praise yourself, and giving us the tune about how you've been robbed

You killed yourself so many times you don't even feel it

And even if you heard yourself it probably wouldn't heal shit

Maybe you'd find out what an idiot you've been

but for now, just keep going, while we stand here and grin

you make us smile

- premature ejaculation | tantra +