True, you say you are
I’ll be honest when I say I’m not
Use any excuse to get what I want
I tell you what you wanna hear
And hurting you is the only thing that I could do, yeah
And I tried to make a motive of good intention
Without attention
So I’ll have the best behavior
I’m not a savior, I have too many layers
(And transpose the meaning, the meaning of all of this)
Sorry, I missed your call, was it distress?
If I reach past your smile, grab an SOS, do I shatter the illusion?
Am I doing you a favor?
Is there anything to salvage?
Is there anything to savor?
Or am I wasting time that I don’t have? (And transpose the meaning of all of this)
Convincing bystanders around us that it’s not that bad?
Well, it’s pretty bad, so head back home
Flip through a book and pick a god to thank you’re not alone
Narcissus broke a mirror and put the shards into his arm
Via hypodermic needle, but it didn’t do him harm
A little self-reflection went a long, long way
Now he’s hiding in the cellar, scared to show the world his face
Well, I’ve never learned a lesson that I didn’t teach myself
I may have lost my shot at Heaven, but I bored myself with Hell
My thoughts on Mother Nature? Hurt her every chance you get
I’ve really come to hate her, let’s cross her off the list
Every skipped stone shears the river into liquid
Shining slivers like the steady scalpel of a surgeon
Selling virgin flesh to the highest bidder
If only all the oracles of old
Could order us to open doors that we have closed
Or offer options over ones that we naively chose
What we don’t know we don’t know, we don’t know
“Stay calm, stay silent, seek out the sewers,” sang out the sirens
I am the cleaner; you’re the mess
Your little white flag is right by your side, so just fly it
I am the cleaner; you’re the mess
SOS
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