Lyrics:
been It isn’t the drug you have to worry about It’s yourself You have to discipline your hindbrain You have to be able to say Listen, shut up We’re gonna
Euphoria feels like a manic burst of function to the heels It settles in the hindbrain Lately no rush of blood pumping to gush To draw, to feel,
of these thoughts and emotions 'round my mind They're wrapped around my hindbrain, oblongata boy I'm blind I hope that when I die you will be right by my
Painted picture on the wall, painted tissue in my hand Missing canvas for to stall, that which the painter planned See you there my hind-brain's lighting
Day of the Dead All these zombies Take a bite of your head Digest your forebrain Midbrain Hindbrain Even if you're insane It all tastes the same Blood
day Causes the new set of priorities Kills with a pleasure every day And the hindbrain behind will be safe From the extra people to play his game
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