[ Featuring the Aglets ]
What's the point of people when they're all hypocrites and liars
Freed from greed for who they could have been, but slaves to lave the now's desires
Even if caught in a mistake, foibles foil their contrition
Disreputation's all that's at stake; there's no inherented polition
Embrace the blemishes with revelry
Flawlessness is diss, aloud
My hamartia's my haecceity
My humility keeps me proud
I know why people drink alone
I know why people drink alone
But what good is a healthy mind if my intake's output's null
Devoid of coupling of any kind, lack what I nary have to hold
None-sided conservation peace; try to purge the nugatory
But this limbookshelf's contents only increase; I've lost all reference points for story
To judge life's book by its cover charge
The con that Meaning cedes to Pain
Is righteousness akin to loneliness
Or are losses justifiable prerequisites for gain
I've walked a mile in most shoes
I've walked a while in no shoes - it's no use
I could watch every film noir there are, but only at the merci of some femme fatale
I'd learn omni ad hominem for them, but latin itself non sufficit me et al
But my, how people fascinate
What false futures they contrive
Floss and eat, buckle your seat, vaccinate
They try so hard to stay alive
Are there actuall people built like me
Can we con pair our mettle sum
What do I even look like actually
What kind of thing have I become
