Testo di Everything Is Wrong

I haven’t been feeling So good as of late It’s another perfect night To spend wide awake After one more bad day in a row You reap what you sow It’s a bittersweet dream I could taste but not see You sang it to me Then I could hear, feel and see Ironic panic attacks Compression, artifacts Words, buzzwords, synonyms McMansions, satanic hymns Signs of insignificance Premature enlightenment Pink champagne, socialism Oedipus, onanism Radical Christianity Nepotist bestiality Water falls, fire flies Angry laughs and happy cries It’s a bittersweet thing But I can finally see