2 Thousand
The Oedipus Complex · This is a Journey into the Ground [2002]
Problems
Impossible conclusions reached
Two thousand ways
To fuck my life up more than ever before
Making miscalculations increasingly
Thinking I had it all along
Unreasonably cocky attitude
The child is now a man
A man with no ambitions and no value
Like life itself
I'm a wreck
The road
Paved in empty beliefs
Broken windows and wasted money
Cold emotions stored in steel
Wounds thrown apart by sick hopes
Scrapes covered in morphine soaked bandages
Going to Mexico for reasons unknown
Human trafficking market stock exchange
Sell myself for two thousand cents
Like life itself
I'm a wreck
I'm staring the tree down
I'm staring the tree down
I'm staring at that tree now
At a hundred miles an hour
Collide
Kaleidoscope
Brilliance floats in pieces floats in pieces
Brilliance floats in pieces floats in pieces
Floats in pieces
Impossible conclusions reached
Two thousand ways
To fuck my life up more than ever before
Making miscalculations increasingly
Thinking I had it all along
Unreasonably cocky attitude
The child is now a man
A man with no ambitions and no value
Like life itself
I'm a wreck
The road
Paved in empty beliefs
Broken windows and wasted money
Cold emotions stored in steel
Wounds thrown apart by sick hopes
Scrapes covered in morphine soaked bandages
Going to Mexico for reasons unknown
Human trafficking market stock exchange
Sell myself for two thousand cents
Like life itself
I'm a wreck
I'm staring the tree down
I'm staring the tree down
I'm staring at that tree now
At a hundred miles an hour
Collide
Kaleidoscope
Brilliance floats in pieces floats in pieces
Brilliance floats in pieces floats in pieces
Floats in pieces