Blockhead - Matter of Minutes lyrics

Completely out of his mind in a matter of minutes Every foot step is by design As a matter of fact Believe me if I could define the start from the finish I would recline relax in my lazy boy until the machines collapse Mechanical mechanism movement Malice in every smile Literal Canvas splashes conducive to balance on any scale The vanity of your religion's abuse is valid with every mile Yet from justice you remain elusive as far as I can tell If there were only another tobacco fix the chop sticks could pick up the pieces Watch this broken heart dismantle to bits with an inhale Lost in a translation twist Language is fragile as peace is See we wish we could just flip a switch ditch normalcy and set sail Random acts of status quo becomes your daily mathematics Madness starts to grow with every casualty of choice Your actions start to slow your pace declines as you become an addict Yearning for the hope of first discovering your voice Simultaneous laughter and sadness Circulates as Merry-go-rounds So long since there's been a miracle round these parts Notice after the trailers foretell tragedy Pageantry not a sound Dead end clock in cinemas a reel-to-reel so bleed art It's all paint brushes, kaleidoscopes and colored pencils A lot easier to discover stencils than to remain an original If you can find the hope to sniff that keeps you high because your mind is dope The gift that you'll unfold is just the tip of what you're called to do