Under construction
A sense of destruction
Hanging over my head like a ten ton anvil
Anti-creation
Annihilation
All of my insides spread out on the table
Send in the surrealists
Coz it's getting absurd I can't believe my eyes
Things we're being sold it's no wonder
I'm going mad it's the feeling
That we're being had
Stuck in illusion
A false resolution Catastrophic view of what's all around me
In all the distraction
Too little abstraction
Mediocrity is eating the fabric
Send in the surrealists etc