Overneath the Path of Misery

Overneath the Path of Misery
"And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and gets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by and idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
-William Shakespeare

Stare into my Kodak Rome
Jack-Hammer ice eyes
I never thought you'd see the asphalt
Crack, crack, crack like a black eggshell
Don't ever say I never warned you from the start
Don't ever say I never warned you from the start
You're not a shovel and I'm not your dirt
Is there any way to unswallow my pride
Can I f*** myself down?
Why die, when you can kill the father?
Dad is missing an 'e'
No Macbeth confessed Oedipus
No longer present tense
No Macbeth confessed Oedipus
No longer present tense
No, no, no, no, no reason
No, no, no, no, no reason
No, no, no, no
No reason
High and overneath
High and overneath
I won't regret letting you live
Even if you forgot what you never saved me from
So I say 'whatever' or fornever

for for for for for fornever
for for for for for fornever
or for for for for fornever
'whatever'
The Rape of Persephone
was choreographed by all the wrong Greeks
The Rape of Persephone
was a marketing scheme
rape rape rape per so phony
rape rape rape per so phony
rape rape rape per so phony
rape rape rape per so phony
High and overneath
High and overneath
Overneath
Overneath
Overblown
Unbeloved
Cannot be low
Overneath
Overneath
Overblown
Unbeloved
Cannot be low
From the top of my lungs
To the bottom of my heart
I scream
At the chasm in between
And the path of misery
From the top of my lungs
To the bottom of my heart
I scream
At the chasm in between
And the path of misery

High and overneath
High and overneath
No, no, no, no, no reason
No, no, no, no, no reason
No, no, no, no
No reason