Let the strangeness in again | |
The damage shows the circuitry beneath the skin | |
Yesterday’s a dream | |
Tomorrow’s never coming through | |
Blank stare, your screen turns blue | |
The lie’s the only thing that’s true | |
Another jagged shard, a shovel full of dirt | |
Another cheek turned towards the hurt | |
No neutral ground, no safety lock, no DMZ | |
No place to wash your hands, get clean | |
Reach out your hand, your back was turned | |
Grab a spark and then it burned | |
Mono-electrolytic stomach churn | |
Let it in | |
Let it out | |
Empty head feeds you an Exit Bomb | |
Empty head wants you to sing along | |
Shooting V2’s at the blackened stain | |
Into the heart of the bruised fruit plain | |
Nothing so deep it can’t be dug up | |
Nothing so clean it can’t be ****ed up | |
Duck low you might avoid detection | |
Total lobotomy is your best copy protection | |
Keep it out, keep it out, keep it out |
Let the strangeness in again | |
The damage shows the circuitry beneath the skin | |
Yesterday' s a dream | |
Tomorrow' s never coming through | |
Blank stare, your screen turns blue | |
The lie' s the only thing that' s true | |
Another jagged shard, a shovel full of dirt | |
Another cheek turned towards the hurt | |
No neutral ground, no safety lock, no DMZ | |
No place to wash your hands, get clean | |
Reach out your hand, your back was turned | |
Grab a spark and then it burned | |
Monoelectrolytic stomach churn | |
Let it in | |
Let it out | |
Empty head feeds you an Exit Bomb | |
Empty head wants you to sing along | |
Shooting V2' s at the blackened stain | |
Into the heart of the bruised fruit plain | |
Nothing so deep it can' t be dug up | |
Nothing so clean it can' t be ed up | |
Duck low you might avoid detection | |
Total lobotomy is your best copy protection | |
Keep it out, keep it out, keep it out |
Let the strangeness in again | |
The damage shows the circuitry beneath the skin | |
Yesterday' s a dream | |
Tomorrow' s never coming through | |
Blank stare, your screen turns blue | |
The lie' s the only thing that' s true | |
Another jagged shard, a shovel full of dirt | |
Another cheek turned towards the hurt | |
No neutral ground, no safety lock, no DMZ | |
No place to wash your hands, get clean | |
Reach out your hand, your back was turned | |
Grab a spark and then it burned | |
Monoelectrolytic stomach churn | |
Let it in | |
Let it out | |
Empty head feeds you an Exit Bomb | |
Empty head wants you to sing along | |
Shooting V2' s at the blackened stain | |
Into the heart of the bruised fruit plain | |
Nothing so deep it can' t be dug up | |
Nothing so clean it can' t be ed up | |
Duck low you might avoid detection | |
Total lobotomy is your best copy protection | |
Keep it out, keep it out, keep it out |