Idle Worship

I’ve Got A Great Choice Of Career Staring Endlessly Into The
Mirror I’ve Got
A Blank Look On My Face Never To Ever Disappear, Disappear This
Is My Chance
At The Mirror This Is My Chance At The Mirror I Find I See Myself In Your
Eyes Feel Your Regret, Taste Your Despise I Am Immune Still Insecure I’ve
Been Things That Never, Ever Were Never Were This Is My Chance
At The Mirror
Wanting What’s Behind Inside The Outside There’s No Time To Hide
Curiosities
Outcry To Have And To Hold To Bend And To Mold Determine A Price
Prepare To Be Sold All Is Commodity Deformities Oddities Exploit The Prodigy
To Amuse Us All