Maybe if I slept less and dreamt more
I'd be a lot more productive and significantly less bored
I quit riffing like a Les Paul
To focus on the task at hand, stack them grands
Ravage up the chessboard
I've been making less and spending more, fucking up my credit score
Attention whoring out of the fear I'll get ignored
And when it rains sometimes it's best to let it pour
For this too shall pass if you read the metaphor
Teardrops streaming down the face of my inner child
I'm in a weird spot, guess it's been a while
There's cracks in my foundation
The beams are out of shape
I mean the pillars have crumbled
Right where the demon found its place
You can feel it in your cuticles, visions of the Truman show
Marinate behind the scenes til they give me the cue to go
So my thoughts dwell, chill in the void
Filled with everything that's beautiful til the nimbus' destroyed

I say that, to say this
I kept my eye on the ball, and that's the only thing that got me through the graveshifts
Patience is a virtue few manage to apply
Worried about the superficial like the Catcher in the Rye
It's easy to blame the phony when you're drunk and lonely
'cuz when you look within that there's another story
So I'm milking it for all it's worth like a dairy farm
Yet still in all, it's so hard to carry on

Dark clouds gathered on a faithful day
It's safe to say the inner sanctum is a stagnant place to stay
I was raised in the borough of the Archangel
My thoughts tangled in an intricate web made unstable
R.I.P. murals, chips in the paint, commemorate the fallen
Elevate to martyrdom, the City of Saints
Dark stained glass illustrates the harsh strange path
Towards eternal damnation as we walk straight past
Hold the telephone, behind the shadows where the Devil roams
Hellfire & gravel, the time has come to send him home
The shit is cinematic, Norman Bates hidden in the attic
No escape, from the camera lens, the world spins erratic
It's been established to orchestrate the masses
Spread disinformation, what the fourth estate practices
And I'll denounce them 'til I'm laid in the dirt
Long Live the Duke, one time for Bad News, take 'em to church