Melancholy Mechanics

Oh yeah

Persistant mist that faults my vision
Psycho exist point of collision
It's raining in my cranium
My head feels like a stadium

Three pounds of gray about to burst
Inside my three pound universe
It's raining in my cranium
My head feels like a stadium

These are the melancholy mechanics of my mind
These are the melancholy mechanics of my mind

Symbols I've been given to express my goal
Always come up short, you know they just don't get that low
It's raining in my cranium
My head feels like a stadium

These are the melancholy mechanics of my mind
These are the melancholy mechanics of my mind

These are the melancholy mechanics of my mind
These are the melancholy mechanics of my mind

Quick release chemicals strike with incomprehensible precision
Bio-organic electronics targeting microscopic destinations of devastation
Cleaner than light
Meaner than a laser fight in the night 2000
Billions of micro-maniacs, unknown to most, as the uncontrollable soldiers of suffering succotash
Instantaneous infiltration leaves me with a case of bus station frustration
Alone in the constellation of alienation
Detached from empty conversation
I wait
I wait
For the wave to break