Diatribe The Phantom Stranger - My Own Design Lyrics

All that we built with our own design Ready to break in the dark demise
I can't escape but I have to try To get a grip on my worrying mind
All that we built with our own design Ready to break in the dark demise
I can't escape but I have to try To get a grip on my worrying mind

And they have this pride in this thing they've built
They've built their own prison
And so they exist in a state of schizophrenia
Where they are both guards and prisoners

Always remember that the reason that you initially started working
Was that there was something inside yourself
That if you could manifest it in some way
You would understand more about yourself

How you co-exist with the rest of society
Whatever you sow, you shall reap
I made my bed I should lie in it, right
To go in the basement and do something that you love to do

And create something that's positive
Something like that, that's my only outlet

All that we built with our own design Ready to break in the dark demise
I can't escape but I have to try To get a grip on my worrying mind
All that we built with our own design Ready to break in the dark demise
I can't escape but I have to try To get a grip on my worrying mind

I think it's terribly dangerous for an artist to fulfill other people's expectations
I think they generally produce their worst works when they do that

He no longer watches television He doesn't read newspapers
And he doesn't read magazines
He's completely cut them out of his life
Because he really does feel that we're living in some kind of Orwellian nightmare now

And everything that you hear now Contributes to turning you into a robot
To go in the basement and do me
Even if nobody even heard of the stuff I did
I think I would still go in the basement And mess around or DJ or just listen to music

Because that through my whole life that would be the only thing to take me away from it
All of the crazy stuff that's going on

All that we built with our own design Ready to break in the dark demise
I can't escape but I have to try To get a grip on my worrying mind
All that we built with our own design Ready to break in the dark demise
I can't escape but I have to try To get a grip on my worrying mind

As a result, they no longer have the capacity to leave the prison they made
I created it, I made it with my own hands

Of my own design