As If

I'm in a State Crusader Pulled the rug right out from under me Perspective evaporates the sensation of falling The feeling you get when you can feel everything again Picking cotton candy with splinters Here we are, helium Crisis mode, mint chip vendetta Every noun on earth is gonna be dirt I'm in a State Crusader Pulled the rug right out from under me The brass ring spinning, taunting, shining And what are you gonna do now Fuck it, why not take over the world Jump off a bridge or go for a swim Let's go to the park, paddle out far Current got strong, now it's getting dark So get your shit together. As if... As i if... As if... As if... As if if... Spittin' out nothing An infinite loop of literally bad news And skewed views, disgust Who would have thought, who would have thought? But, where does it lead? May as well be on my own terms Settle the score, this is what you asked for So go ahead and punch my ticket... As if... As if... (So go ahead and punch my ticket...) As if... (So go ahead and punch my ticket...) (So go ahead and punch my ticket...) As if... (So go ahead and punch my ticket...) (So go ahead and punch my ticket...) (So go ahead and punch my ticket...) (So go ahead and punch my ticket...) (So go ahead and punch my ticket...)