I'm Heading Out (Of My Mind)

Sunshine sinks down The shadows grow longer Everybody else in your house is aslumber But how can you slumber Drowned in the somber Assumptions they'll put upon you? Insomnia! Is it any wonder your mind might wander Out to the yonder and down to the wonders Under the surface submerged subconscious The pure blue sea's now a vile brown umber While everyone else was deep asleep Without a peep, at peace You're doubtless deep beneath Your outеr shell You freak, you creep Surrounded, steepеd in deep unease You're bound to be bullied Feeling a feeling not even found in the foulest fever dream Our self-esteem depletes and we allow the leak to seep Into the ground beneath our feet until our trousers need a clean And only now you've been demeaned so well that hell's a sweet relief You might as well release the beast Turn the lights out now, turn the lights out (I'm heading out of my mind) Burn the lighthouse down, burn the lighthouse (What fresh hell can I find?) Now it's dark inside and it's dark out (We're out of moonshine) And I'm, I'm, I'm Heading out of my mind Deep down, down below the waves I know a place, it's a dive, you can go behave So depraved Your welcomes never overstayed It's forever open late Lower your gaze at the abyss enough And it'll show mermaids Bioluminescent creatures with a kind of human essence Features and expressions, too repressive to believe There's some monsters squatting in your subconscious, bottled in An obnoxious lockbox I've unlocked, just watch I've got them hooked now come up You can look but don't touch (Shhh...) Beneath the deep blue quiet I'm trying out a sea food diet Eaten each and every sea food See, I didn't die yet Am I out of my mind? There's not a doubt in my mind How the hell else could I rhyme so well without trying? Sounds about right Proud of our pride like elderly lions A fall is forecast Behind a prow without light Your foremast will fall fast Turn the lights out now, turn the lights out (I'm heading out of my mind) Burn the lighthouse down, burn the lighthouse (What fresh hell can I find?) Now it's dark inside and it's dark out (We're out of moonshine) And I'm, I'm, I'm Heading out of my mind Are you fishing for compliments? Is it lifting your confidence? Or is it a consequence of particularly difficult current events? I can easily see you're a people pleaser It's a form of defense You're eager to please so please for once Come off from on the fence This is a ham-fisted attempt to prevent the strands Twisting again The hourglass is flipped The sand's shifting again Cast adrift, asterisk That's the risk that if you catch a quick Glance of a basilisk's business end You'll never have that vision again This is the stuff that's found in dusty dirty corners Or that trawlers haul from under mucky murky waters Best be cautious lest we cause a storm and call up deathly forces And prematurely switch from rarely poor kids to corpses Turn the lights out now, turn the lights out (I'm heading out of my mind) Burn the lighthouse down, burn the lighthouse (What fresh hell can I find?) Now it's dark inside and it's dark out (We're out of moonshine) And I'm, I'm, I'm Heading out of my mind I'm on a seaweed diet I see weed, buy it 'Til I'm feeling high enough To really fly Up to the bleeding sky And then I release ire That's just me being vile, look See, we dial up the vileness, nihilist Gaslight anybody we sealion Have you questioning your memories from three weeks prior 'Til you're knee deep mired in the freezing fire Of a mind that isn't fine as if it's Tyson in his prime With a tiger in his eye The survivors will be dying And if it's dark in the skies and if it's dark down there If you're afraid of blood can a shark smell fear? Turn the lights out now, turn the lights out (I'm heading out of my mind) Burn the lighthouse down, burn the lighthouse (What fresh hell can I find?) Now it's dark inside and it's dark out (We're out of moonshine) And I'm, I'm, I'm Heading out of my mind Sudden visions: hooded figures Stood amid the bloody rivers Your blubber quivers 'cause it's unequivocally vicious Every colored fish is a chromatic aberration An abomination straight from the book of revelations It's quiet on the surface 'til the leviathan emerges To remind us life is worthless if deprived of higher purpose Kind of like a Bible verse cut up, divided by the merchants Or the Viking heathens breaking immersion by breaking Mercians While trading with the Byzantine Empire and Ancient Persians "Wanna buy a perch?" I says When a buyer purchases bile purges As I alert you to vile urges of fire Churches defiled virtues Expired milk carton Missing child searches How atrocious Listen to wild dirges As your entire perfect life lurches Dredging through drudgery and dread Diverging as you dive urgently inside your fervent mind You'll lie asleep in the seabed Turn the lights out now, turn the lights out (I'm heading out of my mind) Burn the lighthouse down, burn the lighthouse (What fresh hell can I find?) Now it's dark inside and it's dark out (We're out of moonshine) And I'm, I'm, I'm Heading out of my mind Seaweed every day