What’s the first rule of breaking the rules? You gotta face the consequence of being a fool Dr. Jeckyll using chemical tools to capture the id that he thought was the jewell That he thought was the jewell… Did he think it was cool To be drowning in drool
Can you beat yourself back into shape when the truth is that you’ve left it too late all the sympathy you gathered from mates has leaked out and left you in a meaningless state In a meaningless state… Hoping for a clean slate Once you’ve emptied your plate
Now I feel like the world is collapsing in my gut And I’m picking up all the pieces from my daily twisted rut In the future it won’t matter, but it’s shaping my extinction I may never really know how simple life can be
What’s the basics of survival when society sins? Creature comforts keep confusion at the front of the wind My relationships are hairy when they’re wetted with gin So dry it out just for the moment before starting again Before starting again… Just to do it again and again and again
Now I’ve wasted all the good will of friends I keep breaking it off just to begin again I may be lost but I still see the end The journey is rough, though I cannot pretend I cannot pretend… The path I will bend Just from drinking again
Now I feel like the world wide web is suppressing all my stuff And I’m screaming from the bleachers, just for someone to give a fuck In the future it won’t matter, but it’s shaping my extinction I may never really know how simple life can be
