Million Dead - The Kids Are Gonna Love It LYRICS

If I can’t feel (on a given day) the way I wanted to,
The temptation hits,
my grip it could slip,
I could give it up

But if I can’t feel (on a given day) the way I wanted to,
I won’t cheapen myself,
I won’t be patronized by lethargy

And it would be nice to answer questions with a capsule,
but I don’t deem myself that simple minded
And it would be nice to untie knots with single gestures,
But I keep on drawing blood
And it would be nice to think oblivion was a challenge instead of an excuse

You built yourself a socio-cultural trap,
Launched an attack on your subconscious Ruby Ridge.
If you get what you want,
You can’t play Hamlet to the balcony

The ultimate expression of consumerism - the wholesale commodification of sensation
The ultimate rejection of asceticism - the doors of perception kicked in
The ultimate acceptance of conservatism - a fierce passion subsumed and corrupted
The ultimate bisection of ethicalism - as you imbibe the denial of choice

If I can see straight I can’t lie.
Let’s put an end to this falsehood, to the conception that this is different.
Misunderstood and misconstrued, alternative only in vocabulary.
You leave the office on a Friday, swap one glazed expression for another
For 48 hours in elaborate gilded costumes at the masquerade warehouse.