Lyrical cut-up

[Cain]

Boredom is getting to me


I can see your eyes from here
You come up to me
OK everybody, lie down on the floor and keep calm
I'd appreciate your input

Huffman don't take no nonsense,
we know everything
We passed along the stairs
Everyone seems to be singing for Satan

He who hears in the vast silence
close to my skin,
I go to Colorado to unload my head
Help me because I can't understand

Are you looking for the truth or another fight
All my lazy teenage boasts
When the routine bites hard
I like pleasure spiked with pain and

I became for you what you had asked
I cant say what I want to
All we want is a headrush
I was in heaven, I was in hell

I don't believe in unity
Everything about you is how I'd wanna be
Till I reach the highest ground
He said you're just as boring as everyone else