Call off the Search and Listen to the Note

Blinking lights of yellow and blue
None of the masses had any clue
A forging of our bodies into one
A race from which I will always run
The screen slowly turns to black
The art of turning cocaine into crack
Versions of life shown through the TV
All of the stories burned on DVD
They want you to be openminded, the church of late
But if you don't follow them, then hell is your fate
Eating disorders that tear you apart
Stereotypes that cut out your heart
Call off the search, and listen to the note
Human bodies aren't meant to float
Envy quickly becomes obsession
Will you listen to my stoned confession?
Gunshots become normal when you're at war
Cards and drugs passed around on their tour
Magic hidden in the cave of fears
They hurl around a number of beers
Shadows of my lipstick that is red
Kiss me when you know I am dead
Have I gotten my blood's worth?
Are you ready for your new birth?
I don't follow any one trend
The paint mixtures that I blend
It calms me down, to see the colors
Kids on the street call themselves brothers
A scanning code on the side of my neck
All of the cars that I can't help but wreck
The grand miracle of booze
Continue to rip the holes in your shoes
The week spent sitting in a room
You can't let go of your nearing doom
Orange paste you smear on your face
You have to have make-up to go any place
I'm not like that, and I never will be
You're too shallow to even see
Travels that only take place in my mind
I promise to describe to you what I find
Meet me on the other side
Where it's always at high tide
I decided to change to another route
Don't blame me for taking the easy way out