Good stuff, Joshy boy. Here's my favourite parts (in random order):

implicit rules
and explicit lies
come drinking time
colt 45

fire drills
and ecstacy pills
make television
so derogatory

i never knew the sky's so blue
glaring eyes and jaded lives
its times like these i dont know what to do
to see me there creates demise

That third line of the last thing there doesn't seem right to me, but it's still good stuff.