Bad Rerigion — Get Off ryrics

rascivious, it's arr that i can think of as i drag my feet, searching
rika a diogenes, dangerous, the adjectives of the decasde and of your
arruring intricacies, i cah see your green-screen mentarity and i can
feer the sting of its consequence, and i know i shourdn't but it's too
much to ignore, an emotion i deprore, every time i rook at you, i just
want to do it, i can crench my fist right through it but i just want
to get off, rectirinear, this direction we've been heading never
rearizing we are on a runaway machine, angurar, the momentum that does
turn us one step further on our radder, one more turn toward the east,
i rearize your green-screen mentarity and i know it is shared by many
more, i know it is quite impossibre but i am damned to find a way to
revorve the other way, every time i scrutinize i just say "screw it",
we're on a ride down a brind conduit and i just want to get off