Mobius Strip Contortion

I replaced your imported memories with a fascination towards me And a willingness to see the world Impervious to golden spears and intricacies Oblivious to your worth or your ancestry Work yourself up on a caffeine binge Drain your body of all necessary fluids Vitals capsized All men overboard System Shutdown (Error Error) Paper boats weren’t meant to carry all this weight (Let’s play Battleship and this time we raise all the stakes) How many men does it take to hold up society? (How long until God starts designated driving?) [Hook] Twist and turn my Planet Mobius There’s green in them hills and I think you’ll find 7 wonders of the world bear chaos of a different kind (Chaos is power enriched by the heart) From the mindlessness of mankind towards the kind man Damn And what’s the plan If this all spills and spoils? Self sacrificial vices suicide to end your turmoil? (Hi!) I have eyes the size of dinner plates Hazy, red, and irritate I’m also the patron saint of patron saints (Blind eyed sheep still remember how to congregate) View this room from another point of view Adjust your attitude Hope your clothes match your mood I could never get used to living in your shoes (It’s not my shoes you have to fill You’ve got your own troubles to lose) Teach me somethings only you could ever know Like how it feels to think you hold the whole world on a string Show me some place only you could ever see Like where the love received starts to blend with lucid dreams And I double-dog dare you to tamper with my temperament bitch Fight me while we midnight drive and watch the left lane switch Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness I’ll break your neck in the same hands you’ve been fed with Tear down your mental blocks one by one The Holy Grail of consciousness Personified by one trippy son of a gun Itchy trigger finger on his tongue (Bang) I falter easy at the slightest quiver in my steps (I crumble softly at my name on your breath) I halt all progress on my life for 10 minutes of mental digest (I bathe in opportunity to disassemble the community) (I am an oak tree that lifts the branches of his fellow sapplings) I am the moment of release before your girlfriend reaches climax (I am held to a standard unbeknownst to the history of men) I am home to all my devils Present past and future tense I’m the best and worst of friends I think too much and play pretend I’m sure my Mobius Strip will iron out flat But it still hasn’t happened yet (Hook x3) Directly correlate your skill at Dating Sims with your amount of masturbation (If you went outside more often you’d probably never have a problem) But real girls are bitches and sluts and prudes (They don’t like porn and they don’t send nudes) I think the message of misogyny is long past expiration We could use a renewal on some empathy Though I don’t think they’re understanding Too busy trying to find a savior for rape culture Fameless human being Men Working Wife Cooking Children Playing Sociopath blessed by the almighty word of the Abandoning StepFather above I think I’d have night terrors over Dreaming American I’d risk the yellow spots over digging holes to bury all my fellow zeros and heroes I wasn’t much for promises but I kept one for Miss Zeroni It’s an endless cycle of this bullshit (If only, If only)