The Governor

(Deicide, deic-, deicide?) It's simple and numb, stuck on automatic It's a blind dealer, a wide-eyed addict We've allowed for a wheel of loss and desire Now there's no way to put out the fire Yeah, we're all just rollin', high on some junk Automatic lava, deicide monk A hall full of kids tryna deal with their guilt But the echo of the hall is automatically built and it's alright And it's alright Find yourself and look back, no one else will We've created a monster and it's ready to build The young one's a trigger, with a bad habit She's a blind nun, cruelest in static Yeah, the past's just running, high on a stick Meaning is useless when given to the sick A hall full of kids automatically built So the edge of the hall is ready to kill you, alright And it's alright Alarm's going off, oh, can't you hear? Your eye's in the wrong place reflecting a tear Go ahead and forget, just give us a smile Your whole ride is set on automatic dial On automatic dial, on automatic dial On automatic dial, on automatic dial On automatic dial, on automatic dial On automatic dial, on automatic dial Alarm's going off, oh, can't you hear? Your eye's in the wrong place reflecting a tear Go ahead and forget, just give us a smile Your whole ride is set on automatic dial Yeah, we're all just rolling, the mothers have sunk All the blood's hidden in the Governor's trunk They keep you in a hall with all of your ilk To echo the title of the trunk that they built, "it's alright" And it's alright