The Official Tone - The Art Of Pa**ing By lyrics

[Verse 1: Dis-Play] Mentally destroying pacifists I hit you in the heart like a goddamn masochist Communist, Activist, raising children with Abstinence To avoid total unnecessary accidents Getting ourselves adequate to adjust to a rational Nationalist But will we still root for a f**ing protagonist, if he's just an undergraduate? A drop-out pothead With nothin' but an act for being completely pa**ionate When he takes the time to pour his heart out on the canvas Smear the blood on her lips as if touch was the catalyst And any psycho an*lyst will tell you 'bout abandonment The pain that it causes, I'm the number one candidate What's a valedictorian with nothing to validate Starting to aggravate we've got nothin' to celebrate They allocate their scrolls and throw their hats and start to salivate A diplomatic victor with no need to congratulate Because his smile Their smile starts to activate, something inside Not agitate but fascinate We're leavin' it behind I said we're leavin' it behind [Hook X2: Dis-Play] The art of pa**ing by Lying to oneself Eating away and decaying on what remains of mental health Set a goal and watch it drop with increasing wealth 'Cause a pop to your ego won't do much but help [Verse 2: Dis-Play] Darkness invaded my space when it arose All I saw was black so I let my eyes close I thought if brains could overpower my soul Maybe I could go far without shame, being exposed I walk back and all the doors are closed I said "Please let me in I just wanna change my clothes" [?], is only the life that I chose When I'm goin' hard on stage playin' my shows I get home to cry, that's just how it goes Suicidal ideation, all I see is pros I catch anything that life tries to throw And I'm f**ing up but I don't think anybody knows The edge is close and I'm pushed as the wind blows Shaken on gla** outside broken windows Standing still waiting for God to appear But she won't come because you're askin' her straight out of fear Watched her k** herself, from drinking cheap beer She may still breathe but her eyes are clear I don't mean sobriety I mean like a deer When you hit it hard, switchin' your car into rear Changing emotional gears Running out of tears New d**h was here but he won't touch you and it's been three years I got the cotton stuck inside of your stream You were in pain when I began to dream A spoonful of sugar will make the magic gleam Although it's much too potent and the current is extreme It pushed us far and I'm goin' down the stream You're still on the couch and all I hear is your scream [Outro: Dis-Play] Swallow the solids Devour the water Cherish the smiles of a mis-loved daughter The art of pa**ing by, lying to oneself Eating away and decaying what remains of mental health Set a goal and watch it drop with increasing wealth 'Cause a pop to your ego won't do much but help