Higher Brain

I could never understand what it's like to fail
 Until I read it on the faces of the lovers I impaled
 (So) here's another nail, (go) teeter on a scale
 Of the weight that's never really worth the tears upon the trail
 Stalemating rituals are just a medicine that got
 The population thinking they can be connected when they're not
 I got a lot of inhibitions, insecurities, and critics
 In addition to a conscience that could murder me in minutes
 Minutes, minutes, welcome to the gates of Hell
 I really hope you get a chance to finish finish
 Tell them all the things you felt and maybe they'll be sympathetic
 Right before you hang yourself and listen, listen
 I'm gonna bite the hand that feeds until I masticate
 And make it live in me a symphony that dance in acid rain
 It's like I'm all alone inside a little winter
 Getting bitter from the frigid shivers when I think and paint the saddest faces
 Funeral arrangements juxtaposed with all the beautiful bouquets it's difficult now
 To a more basic love and hopes when only you alone face it if I fall down
 Down down on luck I hope it's temporary some psychosis
 I bet that the sun exploded years ago but we don't know it
 Summers are getting hotter, the winters are getting colder
 The Internet's taking over and it's time to set sail
 FEMA camps, 9/11, obsession with materialism
 Shit in the food, television, chemtrails
 Who isn't aware? Cause of you I'm scared to admit
 We're living in a prison so let's set bail
 I met a 70-year-old woman in Ohio
 Who know all about it, it was reassuring, exhale
 Now take a deep breath, eject secrets
 Be the next creature to adapt – be well
 We fell like a phoenix when we were meant to rise
 Up from the ashes but didn't listen to the seashells
 Be careful when you're high as hell cause Heaven's running low
 Prepare for the final blow, I hope your eyes are open
 Opiate of the masses leaking all over, take it or leave, treat it like you need it
 Doubt it or believe it to be piggybacked up on my shoulder
 Open up your little mouth and eat it eat it
 Trying to tell me the only way for me to beat it
 Was to be it but now I see that I'm sick of being seasick
 So I stick with the scenic route, I mean it now like a teenage smile
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 And my higher brain is looking down on me
 I could look at my reflection and still hide my face
 There's an opening but there's no dopamine
 It's just my higher brain looking down on me