Outpatient X Lyrics


“MOCKAVILLIAN”

Sit back, I’ll fiddle with it

Feel like a god, gotta find a right opportunity

I’m bad, but I’m better with the badge of a friend

Trust in me, wind up dead

But did you see this smile? So pearly and wide

No lack of style points, predator eyes, steady, dead inside

I don’t give a shit about inferior men

Belittle one for a minute, give up, I’m dominant, yeah

Cold inside, subliminal reptile

One sick menace, you bet, your next president

Some day, believe it, ‘cause you’re too dumb to recognize

The obvious red flag, stuck in your eye

Whatever, now let’s plug your nose up, open wide

Let’s chug the Koolaid, medicine

Sugar pill, cover up your poison

Proud you slip out the back door

Damn right there was something about me

Your betas all, but I’m the best

Don’t you meddle with mine, mine, mine

Your machiavellian god

So call me an asshole

This whole shop’s an opera for a bad seed

But as long as I’m the best

‘Gonna get what’s mine, mine, mine

Machiavellian god.


“GENETIC LOTTERY”

Rest, while I’m bleeding

Codified to my demoralizing status

Huddled, broken on the street

Am I breathing?

You couldn’t care less as you stepped over my body

Could I be dead or just asleep?

Would it be the drugs

Or could it have been tribe that I craved?

Maybe our genetic lottery

Twenty years have gone by fast

And half my friends are dead

The other half won’t seem to talk to me

Fuck them all.

Guess that I am only juxtaposition for you

Bedded outside, one free smile when you feel on the brink

And fucking lonely

And every window is a mirror

Screaming, “Look what I’ve become,”

That’s why I drink

Would it be the drugs

Or could it have been tribe that I craved?

Maybe our genetic lottery

Twenty years have gone by fast

And half my friends are dead

The other half won’t seem to talk to me

Fuck them all


“SCRIPTION”

Decisions, bottle down the drain

Or writhing in a robe, bed under a camera where I end up

Prescription bags of these sedatives’ warning labels

Say to take them or my shame and early grave

Are on agenda

Decisions, (woah)

Who cares if I go out without a bang?

A bad dream to tell your friends about, that’s fine

Decisions, (woah)

Let’s hope this ‘scription helps my feeble brain

Or it’s six cops, a headlock

Ride to CHOMP in handcuffs

Violently committed

‘Cause I couldn’t stop my mind.

Decisions, could I be insane?

It’s not like I would know it

Or that I could comprehend some

I didn’t vote, I didn’t choose this shit

Or opt to break or lose it

Diagnosing giant bitch slap in the transom

Decisions, (woah)

Who cares if I go out without a bang?

A bad dream to tell your friends about, that’s fine

Decisions, (woah)

Let’s hope this ‘scription helps my feeble brain

Or it’s six cops, a headlock

Ride to CHOMP in handcuffs

Violently committed

‘Cause I couldn’t stop my mind.


“NO COMPLY”

Time to sit around, am I suppose to choose?

What good are all the frozen weeds of youth?

Nothing, call the hounds and cull the useless

No matter for the right excuses

Locked inside, nowhere to hide

Now i can see that it’s all a lie

Breaking out,

No, we won’t comply

Find yourself, or better find a reason to run

Outside, I’ll be the only one

To remind you of the sun

Once bright, now the fusion’s over

Locked inside, nowhere to hide

Now i can see that it’s all a lie

Breaking out,

No, we won’t comply

You thought we could stop the rise of the ocean’s

Acidification, ritalin nation

Fully divided populations

(Woah) We’re all depleted minds

Somebody tell me something nice

All I see, your fists so rolled up tight,

As if you’d even use them

Now, locked in or could it be you’re broken?

Fight, comply, shit or get off your throne

Talk to me with every breath you’re holding

Pass to me your anger while your eyes are open

Locked inside, nowhere to hide

Now i can see that it’s all a lie

Breaking out,

No, we won’t comply


“THE BIIRDS & THE BEES (ARE GOING EXTINCT)”

Swipe, your actions are refined, your router’s on

Motivated by your pixelated god

But when the lights blow out

Swap your panic for resolve

One less body for the fodder of a riot

But I remember that day, my friends

So sweet, when the bats and birds and bees so loud

The clouds supplied us water

From a rotting sky

But all good things must come to an end

The bells of industry will ring

While technology takes over

‘Till we shove another advertisement 

Down your throat and bill you until you die

Sip the river, kid

The water’s running low

Televise my violence

Neighbor: enemy

Fuck books, I’m over it

Are you starving for the show?

Party time is over, are you ready?

But I remember that day, my friends

So sweet, when the bats and birds and bees so loud

The clouds supplied us water

From a rotting sky

But all good things must come to an end

The bells of industry will ring

While technology takes over

‘Till we shove another advertisement 

Down your throat and bill you until you die

So like another reason for more energy

Subscribing to fulfill another’s memory

Then swipe right over that photo, bro

You know, it goes both ways

But I don’t act like I’m a saint at all

We’re just set to following protocol

Don’t ask why I don’t bother fighting plastic

Call me drastic, but

Some day the rich will be 

The only ones who know what trees look like

While the robots gouge our eyes out

Paid promotion mandatory for all.


“GEN”

I can’t believe you

Inside a family was supposed to be

A mother who’d look after little Addy

And when daddy when to prison

Nobody was really missing him

Telling by the bruises

And the shitty music too

Woman, come one, get up

This isn’t funny

There’s a little one who loves you

And a dozen men and women 

Who would drag you out of heaven

Thought a little heroine

Would take a little off the top

You had no fucking clue

Tears come sunrise

Wake up, I said wake the fuck up, woman

Daughter’s up, she’s on the line

School is out, and now it’s time to wake up

Wake up

Do you remember when I stole that car

And we drove it down to San Diego?

Addy was so fucking little

You went to nursing school

I was proud, so were you

Two more years, and your career

And nothing left to prove

I said my goodbye’s, the water in your eyes

It caught me by suprise

I could not foresee not seeing you

Then Chris committed suicide

That really ate my pride

I thought this was youth

None of us could ever die

Tears come sunrise

Wake up, I said wake the fuck up, woman

Daughter’s up, she’s on the line

School is out, and now it’s time to wake up

Wake up

Fuck, oh fuck

She’s not breathing


“MEDLESS”

Seventeen, Adderall and weed

Friends still alive and me, myself and I

So fucking confident, a rebel

Rubble piling up behind me with a smile

Twenty one, fifty one fifty’s 

More oxycontin please

Don’t tell a stranger

Slag another obligation

Throw that letter from collections in the pile

You’re better off not fitting in

My head is fucking spinning

Going off the rails and out in style

Cut it up, let’s do a line

Let’s watch another sunrise

Son, you know your mind is broken

Have another smoke

And let the city try to sleep

Without you howling out the window for a while

Head on fire, in the zone again

Hello my only friend, this cigarette

Buy a dose of my adrenaline

I might throw a little mojo on the side

Thirty five, lost my mind, I did everything right

Oh kid, a conscience clean don’t make a man

And medication’s only padding

It don’t kill the episodes

You’re better off not fitting in

My head is fucking spinning

Going off the rails and out in style

Cut it up, let’s do a line

Let’s watch another sunrise

Son, you know your mind is broken

Have another smoke

And let the city try to sleep

Without you howling out the window for a while

Adrenalized, my serotonin watches proudly

From the sidelines of my conscience

It’s all I ever wanted

Don’t believe a better man

Could ever fill for my replacement

Buddy, high or sober

Don’t ever say it’s over

Ground’s rumbling, and the thunder might be coming

It’s your god damned right

To have a choice, sit back

Or act like an idiot, light it up

And watch it burn

You’re better off not fitting in

My head is fucking spinning

Going off the rails and out in style

Cut it up, let’s do a line

Let’s watch another sunrise

Son, you know your mind is broken

Have another smoke

And let the city try to sleep

Without you howling out the window for a while

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