Ignite the feelings that confine you, inhibitions
Burn bright that seething fright around you, new ignition.
Despite the fleeting trends abound to, trick your senses
Excite that raw internal value, new cognition.

So much wasted time, can’t even call it mine
The clock-hands mock me a ticking lock see
Forever lost in survival mode that’s got us by the throat
No time for questions though, please.

Once you’ve escaped the desert lounge
That's when real stage fright crowns
It’s a game like round meant to beat you down
Life itself is the joke, well trained mice just to poke
Conform our fiercest rage into a nice catch phrase.
Fake-devils proxy, a savior’s tossed plea
Take a score of lost keys, take a look who’s upbeat
After their own posse, pours the gas on our street
Harmful gains distract the counterweight of our fleet,
Tear it down, remove their crowns, why is it so renowned?
These princes got no gowns
Since they respect take downs, let's shake these harmful clowns
Until their boots shake out the mounds of stolen pounds.

If they decide to, they’re gonna find you,
It cuts right down to, the traits that bind you
No fear to blind you or disallow you from peace inside you,
Claim back your heart.

Ignite the feelings that confine you, inhibitions
Burn bright that seething fright around you, new ignition.
Despite the fleeting trends abound to, trick your senses
Excite that raw internal value, new cognition.

So much for drawing boundary lines, oversteppers all the time
Pain and suffering is fine, but please donate to my shrine
Vapid flat baselines, privileged set to whine and dine
To the score of your demise, then we’re shocked and all surprised
Can’t keep track of all the lies, nice to sleep in a disguise
Hard to open up your eyes, when grifters drown you in their guise
Good morning patron, I’ve got your your apron
You can finish work when they consume all you’re making
A devil’s hat trick, but nothing that slick
Just collect those flog sticks, you’ll take all the long licks
Yes your own posse can become bossy
Once the harmful gains dilute the strength of your street
Tear it down, remove those crowns, ask why it's so renowned,
These princes got no gowns
Since they respect take downs, let's shake these harmful clowns
Until their gowns shake out their mounds of stolen pounds

Ignite the feelings that confine you, inhibitions
Burn bright that seething fright around you, new ignition.
Despite the fleeting trends abound to, trick your senses
Excite that raw internal value, new cognition.