Beat That!

Why in hell are you still trying to prove yourself to me?
That's the question that's on everybody's mind.
It comes in through their nose, makes the spiraling upward journey, topples over sliding, coming down and out through their toes...
America's fallen and you don't give a damn!!

China's wrath is on the rise now
China and Russia, but China beat them to the punch
I read that in a poem once, now with my own additives, sedatives galore
She went there once; she's been; why haven't I?

Yeah, you don't impress me with that bullshit, you can't scare me; I'm manic, indestructible plastic
At my hands the world crumbles, on my neck they suck the blood
Humility is a contradictory thing and half of it is all of something else
When the fear overtakes, enabling thoughts that confuse, ignorance that misleads and guides us down a path

What in hell am I trying to prove?
This was me; it's been me all along...
So much so that the person back at the beginning isn't familiar and the man standing here today is unrecognizant.
Devaluation is a tool we use, but even that shimmers arrogance.

Addiction feeds the soul, but the soul of a man is what targets a desirous affliction
Treading roads once or twice or even three times trodden tends to bring it back
Each time this is where it's tended, just as long as factors deciding lie in the shades
And yet, even as i say these things, my heart belongs there and the sun will probably wither them being brought from the shade, but I don't know that for a fact; this is a face never sought after before

Maps excite my nerves and this is what I say to that...
Never - don't you ever - take me there again with nothing but an image to ponder at
They're supposed to be things to follow, but they only lead me aback
But saying this only says, "Hey! Look at me!" and do you or don't you think I want that?

Who in hell do we prove it to?
The better word? Why, when the other one meant just the same?
Things that leave us sad today and references to another time...
Our people always want to go back, holding the current circumstance; the two will never be aligned

The meaning of all of this is What!
Yes, that is what it means, but then what is it?
Do they hate us for what we do in India as our minds expand?
Here I am, the local braggart, but I've not been to Thailand...

There's something wrong, dreadful and strong; something's not right
Always, with the longing to be elsewhere, to tread more delicate ground
Rough around the edges; her skin's not been touched and it's not what I thought it'd be to be touched
These jagged assumptions; they cut me and I bleed to life, not even sure what that means
Experiments and weird times for me now; relying on sight, inquiring to the sound.