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letra de ballad of the overachiever - (n1nth)cloud

[verse]
biting ankles on the way up the food chain
there are about four hundred and fifty one ways to build
a bomb shelter…
pretty, pretty fixtures with guns invent the wheel
a hit and run sunset over a rebuilt hiroshima
overzealous p-rnographers crying wooden tears
a hollywood finish self-t-tled: “ballad of the shy marksman”
the new age bible salesman cuts out his eyes for a prophecy
a half-way saint who can’t see past his fare for the styx
scr-pe the television resin from your eyes
you’ve forgotten your name, left playing the tragic hero
just like the ratings had taught you
and yeah, time is money, but so is everything else
so we sell ourselves cheap to stay ahead of the market

wearing a loose fitting gas mask the pallbearer
grins at high fashion
from a coffin of th-rns with a mouth full of lead t–th
and a halo that doubles as an antenna in bad weather
the last supper
naked lunch
tongue is too heavy to swallow
spitting skeleton compliments in a best friend’s mirror
the same heavy hands fill your pockets as last year
cancer becomes a pastime
your secret’s safe for now

knee deep in sand oceans
an angel with an ident-ty crisis
meeting yourself in a black window
reality junkies hallucinating in dull neon cities about some awkward matchstick crown

consciousness expatriates directing commercials
we’re the binary babies of a desensitized public
raised to believe that life is just another special effect…

[chorus]

sober enough to have a chance
our eyes are the real drugs anyways
lie for a living it pays you well
then fall asleep with a gun in your mouth
my sandpaper altar in a billowing crowd
hard to k!ll if you’re already dead
just don’t shoot the messenger

“ballad of the split personality”

[chorus]

sober enough to have a chance
our eyes are the real drugs anyways
lie for a living it pays you well
like the perpetual motion of sleeping pills
my sandpaper pillow and yellowing dreams
my waking nightmares get more lucid as
my eyes dull through, and every night, i stumble
into beautiful sunsets among ominous clouds

ballad of the split atom

- n1nthcloud

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