Safety Concerns - Nonsense Alarm Lyrics

I rake my mind's sand garden
I take my guilt's next pardon
Sardonic pleasure with the
Increasing pressure in my
Cranial cavity and all that's below
At this moment feels completely hollow
Swallow affirm bodies tubes still work
Anxiety squirm then turn berserk
Rap song written with a ten ton hammer
Zap wrong grammar with zen like glamour
Can't help but pander to post-modernists
Argue my loses to nonsense alarmists
Excuse this poorly maintained ship
Occupied with a prolonged ego trip
Storm tried to guide my slide to the tide
Kept steadfast stride thanks to faulty pride
I feed the starved cow plant
I leave the carved hand slant
Unnerving confusion with the
Forgone conclusion again