get mad as loud as possible!
lose the instructions, lose control
everyone does it when they’re on their own
n-body hears so no image gets blown
every intention scared of the critic
it’s never enough being called ‘pathetic’
sometimes anger starts to invade
the outside image we’re given to play
sometimes thoughts can’t replace intuition
taking too long reaching no decision
are you creating or folding under?
i heard you scream, it sounded like thunder
but hollowed out amidst the fashion
all the scorn without the p-ssion
here’s the original, here’s the reaction
all laid out — smug satisfaction
no! it’s all pre-arranged
someone did it once so we do it again
routine monotony kills us all
so lets get unpredictable!