Get Off

Lascivious, it's all that I can think of as I drag my feet searching like diogenes
Dangerous, the adjective of our decade and of your alluring intricacies

Yes I see your green-screen mentality
And I feel the sting of it's consequence
And I know I shouldn't but it's too much to ignore
An emotion I deplore

Every time I look at you
I just wanna do it
I can clench my fist right through it
But I just want to get off!

Rectilinear, the direction we've been heading never realizing
We are on a runaway machine
Angular, the momentum that does turn us onestep further
On our ladder one more turn toward the east

I realize your green-screen mentality
And I know it's shared by many more
And I know it's impossible but I'm damned to find a way
To revolve the other way

Every time I scrutinize I just say screw it
On a ride down a blind conduit
And I just wanna get off!