Texty: Sloppy Meateaters. Conditioned By The Laugh Track. Napoleon.

There goes the band up in flames
Just like Napoleon
Zero self-esteem is what you suffer from
Your pride will choke you
the power to absolve is in your pocket
Deep in your pocket

Atonement in deployment
there is no sin,
neutral is my motion (in a godless universe)
time moves, I exist

Resting on his fists
scorched Earth politics
give more than ya got
altruistic plot, to undermine
our very short time of existence
don't resist it

Blinded by his vanity
Crippled by insecurity
That?s me
And you're better than you know
You?re better than you know
you're better than you show
give it to me Elwell