Toliet

Take for granted ideas slanted, new disease
Fisheye goggles blur our channels to appease
Mental channels, psychic vandals in disguise
Feed the others sweet taste buffers, muffling cries

Damn us to ourselves, damn us to ourselves
Nowhere to hide our disease
Dig a hole to hide from life
Damn us to ourselves, damn us to ourselves
Desparation gets too easy
Dig a hole to die inside

Independent but not single makes some sense
Vicious cycles chew disciples, recompense