Rope of Evolution
Roaring through my head
One last look at visions of flesh
Praying for death
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray

One last look at visions of flesh
From a rock star to a desk fool

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
Vested in me by the state I hereby sentence you to be
One last look at visions of flesh
Lying on your bed
Used to control and command
The heartland cries, loss of all pride
In her way I'll surely die
One last look at visions of flesh
Never sat-is-fied

The heartland cries, loss of all pride
Hello me ... it's me again
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray

Swaying to the symphony of destruction
Lying on your bed
One last look at visions of flesh
Welcome it with a smile

Godspeed in glide
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
Never sat-is-fied
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
Roaring through my head
As I tuck you into bed
The heartland cries, loss of all pride
In her way I'll surely die
One last look at visions of flesh
Never sat-is-fied with the rope of evolution


Novacane
get novacane in your brain
It’s an awful great struggle
the second guessing sleaze
we’re running out of caskets

I turn out in a holiday mode
a stock car with a loser in control
woman I love
You forgot to close the garage door

can't complain about the mess
upon them we sing again
we can watch it from the rooftop
we don't care
and all the memories I wanted to forget
cut them  loose before you go
living lives in white out
people come in pieces
but to them there was no kindness
holding out for now
life goes where it does
my eyes are filled with prizes
so get more novacane in your brain
It's an awful great struggle
the second guessing sleaze
We're running out of caskets