[Canned Heaven.]

Feeling too high to fly, we drunk a lil' more from the poison
That raped minds and shattered souls
As far as I'm concerned, I live my life on the edge of the absurd
And that's why I found a recipient to put heaven in.

I'm addicted to see things from outside as a expectator.
It something like that Voyeristic pseudo-reality-show
I figure out resolution for situation I can't control
But what i do with my own life, I just don't know.

So that's what I'll do.
I'll put heaven in a can,
so I can keep it for myself.
I won't share heaven with no one else.

It could be sold in supermarkets
It could be show on tv
It could be custom made
Could I actually be free?
From trying to play G_d
when all I do is scream
Like a spolied child
over an Ice which is getting thin

My arrogance blinds me and pride has taken my sense of truth.
I"m so convinced I'm righteous, I think you ain't human like me
That's why I ought to fall, sleepwalking, smshing my head against the wall
Wich separates me from the creator. I'm just a piece a trash and i wish I was free

From my self...