Galaxy Rays

Skeptical of professional connoisseurs
Slack-jawed flaneurs and confessional raconteurs
I get restless and heckle provocateurs
You look feckless and decadent popping sores
Unlocking doors, masked up like an insurgent
Cursing, probably should go rinse out with detergent
Seems kind of urgent so dispense with pretense and
Pretext. Give us all a break like recess
Shake those moody blues and take a ridе on the see saw
I'm never borеd and never work like Guy Debord
Too entranced to do a dance with a demon in
Three-four. If you can't get with it, go read more

Word to mom in my own world
Word to mom in my own world
Word to mom in my own world
Galaxy Rays (Powerful)

Viable enlightenment diatribes sired in
Violent environments of Leviathan
The frightening insights of ravenous architects
Written in dim light of cavernous parking decks
Ever since the sorcerer's apprentice left the nemesis
Defenseless, the efforts have been registered as senseless
Speak another sentence and get sent back to the benches
Power to the people occupying in the trenches
Trying to manifest a manifold scheme
And the scene's sanguinary but we keep it sanguine
Avoid getting cuffed and keep it hemmed like pant seams
Got cut off like gangrene, couldn't close out the canteen

Word to mom in my own world
Word to mom in my own world
Word to mom in my own world
Galaxy Rays (Powerful)

I was out of my head, a mess
Off an imperative narrative thread, obsessed
With opposition to human bondage, disarmingly charming when
Bombing, remained uncommonly fond of retaining knowledge
Turn a rock into a burnished stone and put a pox upon
Your furnished home, then burn a poem
Into the surface of the Terrordome in monochrome
Wandering and spend some time alone, I got it sewn
Agitate society, defiantly grinning
Run 'em off and leave the wheels silently spinning
No more propriety and piety's finished
Raise ‘em up until we’re undeniably winning

Word to mom in my own world
Word to mom in my own world
Word to mom in my own world
Galaxy Rays (Powerful)

Word to mom in my own world
Word to mom in my own world
Word to mom in my own world
Galaxy Rays (Powerful)

Yeah, I'm in my own world
And I can't go back to the old world
And I ain't show up to the roll call
And you can't fix that with a phone call
And you can't beat that with a baseball
And you can't split that with a chainsaw
And you can’t mellow-mode off my day-mode
And you can’t pay the price with a peso
And you can’t raid the trap for the queso
And you can’t do this less we say so
And you can’t block the shine of the day-glo
And you can’t stand the weight of the payload