Stickers and Shiny Objects

Only a robot can treat the insane
Monotone and all the same
I'm trapped in a stereotypical game
It's making me so happy I'm mad

Sugar-coated black and white
Try to keep the lips real tight
I wonder how you'll sleep tonight
Only the drugs hide my being sad

Try to maintain the machine
Keep everyone's whispers clean
But it cannot hide what I have seen
Though I keep thinking this is the best time I ever had

If

If I have to free my mind to be able to think,

Do I have to catch my mind to stop thinking?


If I have to trust the government,

Do I have to distrust the people?


If I have to follow the crowd to be cool,

Do I have to follow my muse to be warm?


If I have to mind my own business,

Do I have to not care about others?


If everybody begins to hate me,

Do I begin to care about them more?


If I have to have a plan in life,

Do I have to have no plan in death?


If I have to be gay to write poems,

Do I have to be straight to write pop songs?

Look anywhere

Everything's quietly drowning in meaningless dullness

Look there

Everything's only fantastic

Perfect

Perfect face

Perfect smile

Perfect eyes