High Octane Punk Mode - Mock Orange

gracing a hand with the patience for watching a slow moving song

wasn’t built for the boy in high octane punk mode.

the safety pin floats way

out, but never really goes away.

and keeps taste from expanding, dries up dreamland and some common sense.

lets take a ride just by waking up and dying every night.

well i’ll pretend I’m always triumphant and fool myself again.

twenty years float away.

how can anybody want to stay and keep our minds

expanding?

I’m going crazy, and it bringing me down.

its time for me to disappear but oh my god, so many gods, so many fears.

and all they do is take the shiny thy things away, shoot down tiny victories,

and cover up the things i say.

make my mind swim fast at night make the midnight sway with me.

oh lord.