Best Kept Mess by The Death Set Lyrics

I wanna be number two man
I wanna be second best to the rest
That way you never lose man
Never sit down, never take the test
Skin free prophet of a land that doesn't prosper
Seven tone statue for a god that never mattered
Drop out without a mouth full of cardboard
Tune in to the question that's the problem

Best Kept Mess

I thought I knew what I knew man
Turns out there was nothing to lose
Break and enter by the enemy
False gods in the panic room
Leftovers from the crossfire empty out the garbage
Breathing in the doctrine breathing out the carnage
Available to everyone impossible to manage
Move in new directions just to counteract the damage