I am grabbing the bones under my eyes Thinking about girls that will leave me I will exist in a time and place And there is no album to listen to that will inhibit this What would it mean to break it between my fingers To accept responsibility I will run the wheels bald I will change very little in my life to address my concerns There is a moment In which the other shoe will drop How long can I escape How long can I exist on borrowed time Is what I have to do violent Must I find resolution in catharsis No one will be listening and I will exist No one will be reading and these words will be here Women are obsessed with using mediums to transcend And it will never happen Do you feel your mystery fade? Do you feel yourself become a commodity? Do you feel like a lover of mine? Is your art sold? Are your heads filled with flames? I will drive to produce a piece of consistent art I will attempt a narrative Aren't we all going for meaning? Tomatoes and radiowire Flavor and apartment fires Feel your life determined Sucked into process that exist above you Fight against it with liberal fervor Praise the world as it exists in your fetishized mind Exist as a subject Grafittit hate speech in your grad student lounge Won't you rock out with your cock out Does injecting estrogen make you a woman Are you annoyed at with the sheer volume of questiome I suppose it's all semantics sweetheart