Sophisdecay
Will this discontent breed progression or insanity
At least I'll have something to outlive my body
Through the city we wonder like a dog without a collar
I'm the same sword swallower, not much has changed
Takers that vomits lines from dead philosophers
But your vocab doesn't quite match your posture
Through the city we wonder like dogs without collars
I'm the same sword swallower, not much has changed
And we won't be impressed by pseudo intellect
We won't fall for that
We won't carry paperbacks as props and never crack the cover
We won't fall for that
Contrived sophistication is a parasitic invasion
When you've got no imagination, prosthetic humans
Through the city we wonder like dogs without collars
I'm the same sword swallower, I just keep on moving