Me And Chuck (Palahniuk's Ballad) Lyrics

If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot that you don't

And nothing of me is original, I am just a combined effort of everyone I've known

When did this future switch from being a promise to a threat?

When can the worker bees leave? Even the drones can fly, but the queen is their slave, I don't get it

Find joy in everything you choose to do

Every job, every relationship, every home

It's your responsibility to love it

Or change

Your past is just a story and once you realize this it has no more power over you or you over the story

Big brother isn't watching, he's singing and dancing

He's pulling rabbits out of a hat

Big brother's busy holding your attention every moment you're awake

He's making sure you're always distracted

Fully absorbed

He's making sure your imagination withers

Till it's as useful as your appendix

Making sure your attention is always fulfilled

Always being fed

It's worse than being watched

When the world always feeling you, no one has to worry about what's in your mind

With everyones' imagination atrophied no one will ever be a threat to this world

Not this one

It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new

And I believe that death is a little bit controlling, don't you?

The real smarts begin when you quit quoting other people...ironically

A good story changes the way we see the world

You buy furniture, you tell yourself, "it's the last sofa I'll ever buy in my life."

Buy the sofa, for a couple years satisfied

No matter what goes wrong, at least you've got your sofa issued handled

And the right set of dishes

To match the perfect bed

To match the drapes, the rug

Then you're trapped in your lovely nest

And the things you used to own

They own you

The things in the home

They control you

They'll tell you where to go, how must to spend

Then they'll know you

If you change the way, that people will, people will see themselves

The way they see the world

You can do that

You can change the way people live their lives

It's the only lasting thing you can create

Doesn't that sound nice?

I said, doesn't that sound nice?

Cause nothing is good as you imagined it

No one is as beautiful as she is in your head

Nothing is as exciting as your fantasy

Nothing is as exciting as being dead

You're always haunted by the idea that you're wasting your life

You're always haunted by the idea that you're wasting your life