“And all our yesterdays have lighted fools 
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! 
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, 
That [bad word] and gets his hour upon the stage, 
And then is heard no more. It is a tale 
Told by and idiot, full of sound and fury, 
Signifying nothing." 
- William Shakespeare 
Stare into my Kodak Rome 
Jack-Hammer ice eyes 
I never thought you'd see 
The asphalt crack, crack, crack 
Like black eggshell 
Don't ever say I never warned 
You from the start 
Don't ever say I never warned 
You from the start 
You're not a shovel 
And I'm not your dirt 
Is there anyway to unswallow 
My pride? 
Can I [bad word] myself down? 
Why die, 
When you can kill the father? 
Dad is missing an 'e' 
No Macbeth 
Confessed Oedipus, 
No longer present tense 
No Macbeth 
Confessed Oedipus, 
No longer present tense 
No no no no no reason 
No no no no no reason 
No no no no no reason 
High and overneath 
High and overneath 
I won't regret 
Letting you live 
Even if you forgot 
What you never saved me from 
So I say 'whatever' 
Or fornever 
For for for for for fornever 
For for for for for fornever 
for for for for for fornever 
'Whatever' 
The Rape of Persephone 
Was choreographed by all the wrong Greeks 
The Rape of Persephone 
Was a marketing scheme 
Rape rape rape per so phony 
Rape rape rape per so phony 
Rape rape rape per so phony 
Rape rape rape per so phony 
High and overneath 
High and overneath 
Overneath 
Overneath 
Overblown 
Unbeloved 
Cannot be low 
Overneath 
Overneath 
Overblown 
Unbeloved 
Cannot be low 
From the top of my lungs 
To the bottom of my heart 
I scream 
At the chasm in between 
And the path of misery 
From the top of my lungs 
To the bottom of my heart 
I scream 
At the chasm in between 
And the path of misery 
High and overneath 
High and overneath 
No no no no no reason 
No no no no no reason 
No no no no no reason