The Cosmic Plethora of Doom — Catch and Release lyrics

Lyrics

Isolate and contain
This disease ripe with pain
After all I’ve never seen
Much to come from all my dreams
And I have caused it all to go away
And I have caused it all to go away
Past the point to complain
All the world is plush with pain
I lack the need to compose
As reason stops and never grows
And I have lost the will to make it stay
And I have lost the will to make it stay
Perhaps someday I’ll be of use
Perhaps someday I’ll wear that noose