Consistal metranoid.nAvoid fluctuations with the PM's we employednIf the tempo don't go, I'm annoyednCheck the batteries we need beats that are phatternThese days automatic anatomy regulatesnI'd rather be back at the Autobeat Academy scattering bytes about those we shouldn't name butnHey, here we arenTranslating binary into libraries that, bizarre, scribble patternsnDon't matter if I try very hard, my mind scattersnI focuse on these sixteen barsnI try to keep it close but all my glocks be offnThere's no way I can stop these thoughts 'cause I'm hard-codednI got this verse, I don't recall when I wrote itnI downloaded every help I'm allowed to grab nBut these words still pile up pad after padnnHey, sorry that I didn't warn you but if I did would it be different?nI spend way too much time second-guessing, stressing, focus on what's next instead of todaynToo many bars, man, too many scars, mannThink about it, there's no way that I can stayn(Just forget it, Just forget it, Just forget it, Just forget it)nnI spark the ex-wife through my dreams sometimesnShe said, Well, you never call me. Why?nI tried e-mailing, you never replynIt always seems that she's doing alright but in real lifenI got dumped for a junkienIt kinda' sucked but I guess he gave her somethingnI never did. It was a needle in an exit.nWhen she finally left, it was far from unexpectednThe bottom line: People change all the timenIt's strange but today, man, you know I don't mindnIn fact, I was stoked by the time that I packednLike I woke from a bad dream, never looking backnAnd honestly, I wasn't innocent in thisnI shoulda' been the one to say You want up in this list?nI couldn't. She could. Didn't argue or shout.nInto the sunset, happy that I'm outnnHey, sorry that I didn't warn you but if I did, would it be different?nI spend way, too much time second-guessing, stressing, focus on what's next instead of todaynToo many bars, man, too many scars, man think about it, there's no way that I can staynYou put this stuff around menMemories are pounding down seenI need you to go awaynnI'm a terrible person, it's true. I drove one dummer out the band, man, I guess I'm too rudenYou out there Thundercracker?nWell fuck you! Nah, I'm only joking man, he's the other grand champnWhile I'm at his shit, might as well make a listnNow let's see; I put a lot of exisor cannonsnI picked up a few legs off some bugs and stuffnAnd just last night, I left the toilet seat upnConsistal metranoidnConsistal metranoidn