En Règle (and Out) Songtext
Meteoric

And dysphoric

And soldered by hand—

A misleading worldview that I can't withstand.


Impressions,

They are all tested,

But not central to me;

Logic gives way before practical needs.



Consciousness and cognizance

Combine to dissonance.

It's a tough to translate

Psychological state

That hates what I create.


Replicative methods

Define what is true;

Subjective distress

At a mental review

Of the rules that I've unglued.



Atmospheric,

Esoteric,

I don't understand

How natural selection deals this kind of hand;

Leaving spandrels

Not likely to end well;

They're causing disease.

My dysphoria's dealing out death by degrees.



And cognizance kills confidence

In any providence.

It's my tough to translate

Psychological state

Subjective and ornate.



The sky has been calling

For thousands of years;

Explorative risks on a

Literal sphere.

It appears

I would volunteer.



Incurring costs

That we'll exchange for our benefits.

Why is that we don't have them yet?

Just a null set of our own regret?



And I am upset,

Pinning my worth on my sobriquet,

Tracing ennui with my cigarette,

Wearing the unwanted coronet

Of the space cadet.



And cognizance kills confidence

In any providence.

It's just my tough to translate

Psychological state

That hates what I create.



Replicative methods

Define what is true

Subjective distress

At a mental review.

The sky has been calling

For thousands of years;

Explorative risks on a

Literal sphere.



I'll pay down your costs

If you take on my debt;

We're trading for something

That we don't have yet.

It's not clear

Who's looking out of my mirror.