Reveille

you better check your pulse,
i think the hearse went by
shut the fuck up and listen
before you're down to nothing without a pot to piss in
your missing the point that i'm mapping on this chart-
everything we could be, everything we're not
come on, give it all you got
all i've got is an excuse,
a noose for my hurt- feel it jerking me loose
been lathing abuse and it's breaking me up
i'm bordering final and enough's enough
you keep sucking on your own dick, your bound to break your neck
i think that i detect a sick sign of self respect
what did i expect, i expected so much more from myself
now why can't i open my eyes?
i think i'm fucking dead
we all fall, we all, we all fall down
we all fall, we're all falling, falling down
crucified, purified lullaby- unborn
dressed like a costume party, everybody in disguise
see the mask on your face but it won't hide your eyes