An Answer Too Complex to Question Paroles

come on
sentence me
question identity
I'll come up with an answer too complex to question
suck it

pedants eyes shall fall from the sky
while your careless irreverence's peeling my skin

and who I am
nor who you are
matters in this game
you order
I obey

never underestimate
the destructive power of change
lately, all my precious thespian talents fail

pain a twelve-part confession
seals: we all fall down
some...

...time
my tongue is an awful friend
misery my only company

regression