All this half-baked degradation
All these nights that never start
It's hard to get that hard
For the smallest sniff of something lofty
Just once I wanna feel like I made a mark
So let's consort with all the bigger boys
Let them know this time we're for real
Because it's hard to find the faith
So offer up a little immolation
Slash-and-burn and freshen up the ranks
You've only got yourselves to thank for that
Hi? Hello?
You're breaking up again.
What do you mean?
Don't come home tonight?
Seems more than a little extreme to me
And yes, they definitely seem impressed,
Like fully onboard
It's just hard to see through the glares
This is cause for celebration,
Not trepidation,
So sink it quick and let's call a guy
Actionism breeds results
Hi? Hello?
You're breaking up again.
What do you mean?
Don't come home tonight?
Seems more than a little extreme to me
And the things that inspire me?
Well, It's just the stuff inside of me
Right now, I'm running on the fumes