Extinction

Making the distinction between life and lore Odds favor the former when you wear a mask Masochism forming in the reflection And I'm trying not to turn into a psychopath Better to have lost it then to find it tossed out That's what I'm telling myself, wasn't I better than nothing? Making a decision about steamed or fried Wanted to be needed so I fed my cat Think I'll keep to myself for the next few days Feel a buzz that can't be bottled, smoked or canned Sabotaging life just to find something to write about Why was it always this way? And did I do it on purpose? Waking from a vision that the schizoid built Listening to puddles swallow melted snow Spring has sprung and finally it's not cold outside And I'm thinking about the places that I want to go Passion dissipates when it's fastened to the faces we wear only to become them Lying to ourselves everyday becomes incredibly easy Yes, incredibly easy Yes, incredibly easy