Creep-o-rama Lyrics

The urge to all your needs
The cause to all your deeds
Why within your soul
Your sick thoughts are to grow?

Superficial cubism
Mentally in extremist
Immersed in sarcasm
Dear god, what is this we're goin' through?
Nauseous to oneself and each other
In philosophic fantatism
The source of social sadism
And ideal place for