Anvil of Life

Complicated, manipulated I’m irritated Drown in perfection Everybody wants one Marvel in your martyrdom It’s Christmas Masturbating, eliminating Any test in your life, there’s a goddam cure! Hang up Let me tell you the real life Wake up Let me show you You’re segregating all your values, making me wonder if we destroyed true standard My cakes are baking your cakes are instant, maybe they taste the same but yours are gone faster Hang up Let me tell you the real life, baby soft like clouds, but sharp as a knife hold on plant your feet there the anvil of life will fall from the sky I know damn straight there’s nothing wrong with your eyes But you’ll cry then You’ll cry then Running to mother, run from your daughter and you lock yourself inside Hiding the car keys, your itching with scabies, and your fearing your demise One more step away from the edge and you won’t even open your eyes Hang up Let me tell you the real life You know the cliché’s are right Hold still In your adolescence The anvil of life will fall from the sky I know damn straight there’s nothing wrong with your eyes And you’ll cry then Complicated, manipulated I’m irritated Drown in perfection Everybody wants one Marvel in your martyrdom It’s Christmas Masturbating, eliminating Any test in your life, there’s a goddam cure! There’s a goddam cure! goddam cure! Hang up Let me tell you the real life Wake up Let me show you Hang up soft like clouds, but sharp as a knife soft like clouds, but sharp as a knife You know the cliché’s are right Wake up You can see the real life Hold still There’s nothing wrong with your eyes Hold still And you’ll cry then And you’ll cry 2005