Flushed Out

Meth, I'm on it Riding this fateful comet To the open arms Of a nihilistic premise I'm so confident In everything I think I'm saying You should be so lucky Or maybe you shouldn't To be Flushed out I saw their eyes glazed over Like my kin in Oklahoma Saw my skin spread bare Across the canvas They were painting Bloody hands Praying to vengeful gods Who want nothing to do with Your kids, your mortgage, your religion Your existence, it pales to the cosmos of importance To think we all want, and struggle for acceptance There is something out there Beyond what you can fathom In your heart or where it should be Its just an empty chasm To be Flushed out So please don't be an asshole Nobody has the time To deal with all the bullshit You brewed up in your mind Everyone out there is hurting Nobody has a clue No matter how you live The devil gets his due I saw their heads exploding Their eyeballs liquified My hair receding The waning of the tide This old world is dying The demons exorcised Won't be witches burning This time