On a binge in anguish Feeling the rush of a gambler Not caring for results A new game to play - a new taste When it rains it... You get it Why plan for the flood When you can embrace the wicked As Andreotti said, evil is necessary For good to flourish God knows it, I know it Why waste time pursuing righteousness Waiting to be crucified When you can already be misery's company And trick the pendulum Of the universe That constantly waits to crush you There'd be nothing to lose Like how we'll bring tools to a job We know we don't need To appease the water Gods As if their absence Would split time and space Creating an alternate dimension Where we're in a shit show I suppose every occupation Has their superstitions Of course, I don't mean any of this