Probably Something Cliche

The Willful Amnesiac

Brainwash (Sale) (1)

We need to wash our brains like we wash our cars 

Before we let insanity leak too far

And all the alcoholics hit themselves with bats

So they may become a willful amnesiac

And you should know that they don't drink for the taste

It's time to forget, to forget the mistakes

Out of sight out of mind

Makes a fool out of the blind

So I'll gouge out your eye, will you gouge out mine?

So we can be the ones to behold beauty this time

My past sticks to my feet like spilled soda on the floor

Of the movie theater,  and the actors have a sore

Tongue from talking, let's feed it to a cat

If none of us would talk then we could avoid some mishaps

We need to wash our brains like we wash our cars

And don't you dare think that it's bizarre

Because I want to forget, and I want to forgive

But I don't have that much grace

Anger leaks through me like a sieve

Well-Oiled Machine (2)

Overdosing on caffeine

He died a drunk man filled with gasoline

He let his last words out with a scream:

"They say with age comes wisdom but I didn't learn anything"

Overdosing on anything

He grabbed a bottle and drank it just as mean

Gone to the lake of fire where he went fishing

Fancy's himself a demon, and he's good at catching

What was that, he was a teenager, too

Never learned what he was supposed to do

Locked the door to his room

And in the dark he did nothing, which was nothing new

He was a person, too

As a well-oiled machine

With pumps in his blood to push out the tears and make a stream

Fickle flea, a nihilist, a cynic freak

In the same room, in the same being

The embodiment of the average personality

It's quite abnormal to have normalities

It's quite abnormal to never go a little crazy

He bought a nice lure

In hell they have a nice fishing store

Dropped his line in the lake of fire

Caught the son he had inspired