Why is everything so gray – is everything so strange?. Is everything so thrown together by mistake?. Why is everything contrite – is everything a plight?. Is everything so insincere and out of sight?. Why – does everything seem wrong?. Does everything look drawn?. Does everything seem blasted like it don’t belong?. I wanna make it a way – i wanna make it a waste. I wanna make it a gross misadventure. I wanna make you all!. I wanna make you all!. I wanna make you… lie to me… lie to me…. When – did everything go bad – did everything fall flat. Did everything decay and lose itself so fast?. When – did everything succumb – did everything go numb. Did everything lobotomise what it’s become?. When – does everything come back?. Does everything?. Relapse. Does everything save face and find itself at last?. I wanna show you the way – i wanna show you the waste. I wanna show you the worst misadventure. I wanna show you all!. I wanna show you all!. I wanna show you how to… die for me… die for me…. I wanna give it a way – i wanna give it the waste. I wanna give it the worst misadventure. I wanna give it all!. I gonna give it all!. I’ll never give up!. Lie to me… die for me…. Now everything’s a lie everything’s your lie. Everything’s a face inside another lie. Now everything’s a side everything’s one side. Everything depends on just which side you’re on…