Mass Appeal Sadness

Believe and evolve
Smother the fires old
Cut through the swathes
Persistence don't grow old
Exit reverie
Time to wise-up, son
The ass and the soul
Nouveau couplets and cliches

The meek shall inherit the earth
If I had my way
Failures and trans-science
No, it's not okay

Abandoned hope, floating belly-up
Pessimist in me, revel in my own

Lament who I am
The search, it still goes on
Black cloud follows
But at least I'm moving on
Mass appeal sadness
Time to wise up, son
The ass and the soul
Nouveau couplets and cliches

The meek shall inherit the earth
If I had my way
Failures and trans-science
No, it's not okay

Abandoned hope, floating belly-up
Pessimist in me, revel in my own

We ate the soul to be free
Left at the sun to be me
Safe at the sun can be said
We ate the soul now he's dead

It's a shame that the sun can't be named
Left at the sun to be saved
We at the soul to be free
Left at the sun to me

We ate the soul to be free
Left at the sun to be me
Safe at the sun can be said
We ate the soul now he's dead