Horatio's Coaster (This One Is Wild)

How are you not scared?
Admit it, that you are scared now
cause we are underprepared
and it feels like Australia has gone under

It must have been wild to be a generation x man
you're the hero
and contribute to unprecedented growth
and then just as you own your home
green lipstick
tells you you're the cause of original sin

you sad "ok kid"
It's distasteful to argue with women
You just want to eat
and the corporate steakhouse down the street
with your wife
but now she seems to agree,
she purses her lips oh so violently

What was that that you said
Millenials don't trust their friends
cause there's cameras on every corner and a hungry mob at the door
(at least in our heads)

when you don't lineate
you're always sourrounded
Did she really go and break the glass again?

And you despise your children
I can't even blame you, too much
they deride your culture and ask for a little more money
isn't that nuts?

money and time

why would I work when there's no story to believe
when I can train for the great war, hide, and sing prophecies of glory coming to me
when I am encouraged to fill the space of the deconstructed with my identity
well not me...

The individual must be what's sacred and finally safe
It's all the have left to believe in, we're desperate to have faith

but anything that fills a void
conforms to the shape
you always have to watch power
especially when it says
"close your eyes and trust me"

when all this fails
St. Horatio make me whole,
like I was told I would be
back when I believed

please say that again
I'm sorry I didn't trust you friends
I fear I'm complicit
I didn't just let my faith die I killed it for shame

and it's wild to be me
Secret time, At 25 ish I lost my virginity
I did it mostly to spite the one I love
and more boldly argue with women on twitter

I needed to confirm there were alot of embittered loosers
lying about what they desire
they mostly just want a tall guy to dick them down

I lost control
until I gave someone HPV
and now the spiting is over
it's back to catholic abstinence for me
Now you can sell your secrets
or pretend there is still privacy

and Zoomers are wild
the politics of virtue must be reaching critical peak
I just try and keep my head above water
in a sea of hypernovelty

Acoustic arpeggi's play and fill the space in my mind
while I read the Host and in the [redacted] silence lie

first it's a part of me and then I'm a part of it
the pattern will emerge, even if you don't see it yet
coherence will emerge
if we observe
by the very act like make certain shared reality

I've always shouted
what would have been more true
whispered to you in backrooms
and the echoes in the canyon
haunt me as I ride
in the night

The songs getting stronger
it isn't stopping now
I wonder how far it'll go after I'm not around

I am a host of viruses and means
I will be forever part of the tapestry
even if we decide to play a counterpart

If you can hear this though.............

How long will I fight?
I test copyright law

How long will I wait?
Identify as one of the chili's