Lyrics:
been changing
That I'm not just simply ageing
Yeah, how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat
Woah
You don't have
On the pressure point precise like
A kid on Fisher Price
Watch him kick it wicked nice
On the microphone device
Mc chris is comin' to your town tonight
Mc chris is
to stop to think logical (Logical) (Ya)
You can think anythings plausible (Ya)
When you feeling phenomenal (Ya)
But everything you say comes out comical
half of my devices
You should know
We keep on swimming in my vices
She says it's because I'm a Pisces
And
She's on the fence it's enticing
I eat the cake
Come to the point where I need to realize
The things I try and the times I cry
Always the time when I try to aim high
When I sit alone on the chair
of which are speculative or unknown
And if you are the founder
The logical part is the easy part
Indeed, the task would be far simpler
If there were no
as if we owned the world
straight to the point
of no return
we bumped along
as if we owned the world
what a crazy idea of fun!
never missed
In the jungle I run tonight
Find no peace to logical life
No confusion, just wrong or right, oh yeah.
Faces, numbers I recognize
You don't fool
correct, although they
still could contain errors.
In the jungle I run tonight
Find no peace to logical life
No confusion, just wrong or right, oh
correct, although they
still could contain errors.
In the jungle I run tonight
Find no peace to logical life
No confusion, just wrong or right, oh
possible
How you
Made this album
The more
Unnecessary details
And the more tangents
That take us
Off the main topic
The better
You win
Bonus points
For
I'm building a spaceship
To get away from all of you
What else can I do?
It seems so logical
I'm tired of the fighting
Over our different point
a better way
But in the end I'm the same
Just look at the DNA
is it possible to be so confused at this point?
And it's rational, [meant] it's logical
growing thin
At this point you rather leave
Then feel this hurt again
But hold on
You’re my fam so hold on
This bigger than a song
You ain’t gotta be strong
Bronco
The Fat OJ
I don't even know who I'm talking about at this point, I'm just babbling, you know, because
I'm clearly mad, the Master of Madness
You
didn't regret it outright
Left to my own devices, I crumble
How did I get to this point, I wonder
I'll admit I lost my stability
And I don't have
What's the point
No lover, no flower
No magazine, no paper
No electronic device
Ever gonna replace your life
What's the point
What's the point
be a fight point one percent can fall tonight
Manufactured crisis with all their new devices
So precise nothing nice watch the AI come to life
Fucking lights out
Left to scrolling through my own devices
Standing proud
But I know I let you down
I thought I was made of stone
But you cut me out
head, can't think straight.
Yours truly is stealing your fate.
Do I need to die to get my point across?
Should I fail to realize my loss?
Do I need
The mortal importance of the message of Hermes
The light speed of a light heart-carrying Pegasus
But what is the fundamental point of it all
But what
first met
Can't lie, didn't notice you at first But believe when I did, I couldn't look away
Told the mandem about it soon after From that point, there
Like two ships in the night,
We're colliding and sinking,
Into the black sea of our love.
We navigated past the point of logical thinking,
Lost
curse
Sunken in rib cage, a point blank range
Blow from a twelve gage, better get him a nurse
Split second too late, brown hearse
Right door second,
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