Heretic

It's such a perfect day to be washed away I went and sat by the shore and I counted the waves I counted a hundred and eight reasons I want to escape But then the reasons They'd crash upon the shore and they'd break I don't think I've got the stamina for this anymore I'm not sure, that's why I'm here by the shore But I'm sure that I'm so tired Of searching for messiahs Asking why, why, why, why, why, why Must I battle this Goliath? I'm a force of nature, don't you know I'm aware of it? But I'm so very sick of feeling so very sick I'm tortured by the gods, I guess that I'm a heretic Life keeps on fuckin' me, I wish that life was celibate My problems keep on peaking like the Everest The elephant in the room is that my room is in the elephant Becoming evident that we make fear president When fear trumps love, that's when the soul becomes irrelevant When my troubles keep on mountin' I make molehills out of mountains Roundabouts of doubt are sounding Drown my youth inside the fountain I'm a fuckin' atom bomb, bitch Pourin' salt into the wound Watch me rip apart that stitch I'm that kid The one that life's subtracted Isolated, fractured Shakespeare reenacted, adapted For music, it's too sick I'm shining like Kubrick My method is clockwork A full metal dude with My eyes on the prize Do you obey, do you abide? What is the price of creativity Is it losing your mind? And seeing patterns in the places Where the pattern's hard to find All alone, all alone All alone, all alone All alone, all alone All alone, all alone