Lacivious,

It's all that I can think of as I drag my feet, searching like diogenes,

Dangerous,

The adjectives of the decade and of your alluring intricacies,



Yes I see your green-screen mentality,

And I can feel the sting of its consequence,

And I know I shouldn't, but it's too much to ignore

And emotion I deplore,



Every time I look at you, I just want to do it,

I can clench my fist right through it, but I just want to get off,



Rectilinear,

This direction we've been heading never realizing we are on a runaway machine,

Angular,

The momentum that does turn us one step further on our ladder,

One more turn toward the east,



I realize your green-screen mentality,

And I know it's shared by many more,

I know it's impossible but I'm damned to find a way

To revolve the other way,



Every time I scrutinize I just say "screw it,"

We're on a ride down a blind conduit, and I just want to get off



Ah-ah-ah-ah (x3) off