Of Montreal Triumph Of Disintegration
The last ten days have been a motherfucker
I don't know if I'd survive
The voice with the synopsis calls blood bats into action has now entered the table lands
It is only natural
To feel a little imbalanced
It's a symptom of your hysterical need to be understood
You had to forgive your enemy
Cos it was making you psychotic to keep fighting him inside of your head
But how could you allow these people that you don't even respect
To rape your self concept and make your inner world an ugliness
Fashion a forest like a tormented brute
I had to make myself a monster just to feel something
Ugly enough to be true
And then scratching wildly at the mirror with my heart to see their doleful faces
What is the fun in just running away
Running away fixes everything
How can I … why should I stay just to view the triumph of disintegration
To live beneath the language or far above it's not really that different
At least now that one thing that is good about me
Has begun to express itself in malicious ways
Fashion a forest like a tormented brute
I had to make myself a monster just to feel something
Ugly enough to be true
And then scratching wildly at the mirror with my heart to see their doleful faces
What is the fun in just running away
Running away fixes everything
How can I … why should I stay just to see the triumph of disintegration
Victories of devastation
