Truth Hurts

Wake up, Stupid Stop waiting for Cupid He's useless The truth is Love is like a twisted joke Like an egg with no yolk No nutrients Just misguided hope So I take a toke and Try to poke some holes So I can breathe Cellophane love is smothering me Feels like I've got a disease Queasy and uneasy Sick but not sneezing I just keep believing But it leaves me broken and heaving And I know it's not just the season I can't find a reason It feels like self treason I'm leaning so hard to the left It's sinister Just waiting for God to administer truth To soothe the youth that keep shooting for hoops And then end up troops in a war That they don't belong in The rich trying to rob them Of their innocents To make dividends Sending them to desert hells to fire shells And ring bells of Pavlov's dogs They're drooling at the thought But guess who's not? That Holy Ghost host can't boast as he wants to The system is broken No one knows who to go to If you bring up the bible the masses roast you So what is a heavenly ghost supposed to do? All the light kept out of sight While darkness quickly slips inside No safety bars on this ride So step inside and prepare to die Prepare to die No I don't want your medicine It won't clear up a debt of sin It don't taste good going in And all those fucked up side effects I don't want your medicine It won't clear up a debt of sin It don't taste good going in And all those fucked up side effects Did I forget to mention? I wish I didn't try so hard to fit in Livid These vivid dreams are haunting Keep wanting a place to call home But home is where the heart is So where do I start this? My heart is long gone It's been pulled apart Left it on the target and she threw the dart If I was smart I would have put it away Instead of leaving it out just to mold and decay But day after day I stay faded and pray But the world has gone tribal And they spit on the bible now Narcissistic and proud And obnoxiously loud They try to drown out all the logic With feelings and hog spit Troubling times but who draws the line Shit happens every time All they'll do is whine While ignoring the shine of the obvious signs Don't they know that the end is neigh? The spirits got the public blind In swift decline Blurring every line Divide them to sides It's social Russian Roulette I bet the game's already set Yet I keep looking for that sunken chest A hidden treasure left hidden forever Til humans can fucking get it together Seems like they'll find it Never No I don't want your medicine It won't clear up a debt of sin It don't taste good going in And all those fucked up side effects I don't want your medicine It won't clear up a debt of sin It don't taste good going in And all those fucked up side effects Did I forget to mention?