Juxtaposition, we're losers on a mission
And we're bearing our own cross
We're not magicians, we can't do ressurections
We're no doctor orpheus
It's systematic the way we feed the habit
Before we come to rest our heads
Flashing lights and storylines
Keep us tucked up safe in bed

Are you there god?
It's me dean
Swingin a sword made out of cardboard
Projecting monsters on steam
Singin out go

No walking eye or torrid guys mike
Are gonna ruin my audition
My butterflies have up and died
I've migrated out of season
From 24 to 21
I've got a pain in my phantom lim
I can't believe that bitch stole my stanza
And left me with the lake of acid
Oh man I would

Astral project
But I'm not magic
It's like I've died 15 deaths finding johnny quest
Who's now living the life aquatic

Singin out
Go team venture
Go team venture

Like henry allen venture
I'm keeping my hands around my throat
Tying my personal pirates in slipknots
With no brock to burn their boats
Trying to find my quiz boy hero
Forever looking to earn my wings
Telling stories like doc and jackson
Of my heroes and their failings

I've got no bodyguard
No swedish murder machine
No fancy two way communicator watch
To record my hopes and dreams
Are you there god?
It's me dean
Swingin a sword made out of cardboard
Projecting monsters on steam

Singin out

Go team venture (it's wicked bad out there)
Go team venture (it's wicked bad out there)
Go team venture (it's wicked bad out there)
Go team venture (it's wicked bad out there)