This human breed is far too tame and thinks that it’s one of a kind | |
My compassion is dying, needs antibiotics, advancing rapidly | |
Socialized to the teeth, but never in person we meet | |
On a digital interface, slowly with time our limbs are rendered useless | |
Just a trunk, towering, high and dotted | |
High and dotted with fingertips | |
One orifice for all activities; one chamber for any intelligence | |
All emotion will be under scrutinous watch | |
Chemicals will let us feel and the feeling is toxic | |
Chemicals will let us feel and the feeling is toxic | |
Constant fucking noise! Conjure the silence | |
It’s awkward just like my first taste of beer | |
Composition of our bodies collide, and the flesh sours breeding new milk | |
New pools to fester, new drool to record | |
Our exit is unpredictable, throwing these seeds to the wind |
This human breed is far too tame and thinks that it' s one of a kind | |
My compassion is dying, needs antibiotics, advancing rapidly | |
Socialized to the teeth, but never in person we meet | |
On a digital interface, slowly with time our limbs are rendered useless | |
Just a trunk, towering, high and dotted | |
High and dotted with fingertips | |
One orifice for all activities one chamber for any intelligence | |
All emotion will be under scrutinous watch | |
Chemicals will let us feel and the feeling is toxic | |
Chemicals will let us feel and the feeling is toxic | |
Constant fucking noise! Conjure the silence | |
It' s awkward just like my first taste of beer | |
Composition of our bodies collide, and the flesh sours breeding new milk | |
New pools to fester, new drool to record | |
Our exit is unpredictable, throwing these seeds to the wind |
This human breed is far too tame and thinks that it' s one of a kind | |
My compassion is dying, needs antibiotics, advancing rapidly | |
Socialized to the teeth, but never in person we meet | |
On a digital interface, slowly with time our limbs are rendered useless | |
Just a trunk, towering, high and dotted | |
High and dotted with fingertips | |
One orifice for all activities one chamber for any intelligence | |
All emotion will be under scrutinous watch | |
Chemicals will let us feel and the feeling is toxic | |
Chemicals will let us feel and the feeling is toxic | |
Constant fucking noise! Conjure the silence | |
It' s awkward just like my first taste of beer | |
Composition of our bodies collide, and the flesh sours breeding new milk | |
New pools to fester, new drool to record | |
Our exit is unpredictable, throwing these seeds to the wind |