Oh, I guess I'm guessing again I am Oh, I guess I'm guessing again I am Oh, fuck it's happening again It is Yeah, fuck it's happening again It is Half by imitation, half myself I was born at the bottom of a lake Like a shark inhale A bad in joke Like a harmless choke In the spokes of a BMX rider Test of innocence, test of faith If you flail in the arms of a secular mind And the bind is bitter and the bind is blind You're split down the middle While you waste your time I feel like killing again I do (Help me God) Help I feel like killing again I do I have capitulated We fall through I won't exacerbate it I'll let you And all of this hatred wasted Might fool you It makes it true Almost like you knew Oh, fuck it's happening again It is (Help me God) Fuck it's happening again It is I'm still half a simulation, hate myself When I'm torn from the bottom of a train Do I die like that? Do I stick like sap? In the gaps, in the track In the clash Of the supercollider Test of militance, test your faith If you fall by the side of your hired hive mind You might find it bitter You might feel defiled But you're split down the middle And erased in time I feel like killing again I do Help I feel like killing again I have capitulated We fall through I won't exacerbate it I'll let you And all of this hatred wasted Might fool you It makes it true Almost like you knew