Song parody of
My Marantz
by Flowerstalks
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Question
Are you into design
You and I are data-mined and fine to be amused
Notified anew to keep our glazed gaze well trained
I'm a real voice here
A depiction of myself
Yea I'm true content
My Marantz and my public plans
Proclamations and my fans
Your inside subscribed behind my eyes
Aren't I supposed to change what's in me
I don't have conversations anymore
I've been saying the same thing over and over
Aren't I supposed to change
Council gave again definitions dressed
Anecdotes and allegories nothings sinking in
I read around the edges I don't learn anything
I've decided already exactly how I feel
See me at and with
Partially exist
From in a server farm
A filter for a day
A reverence edited
Solemn for a spell a thread or two to the most use
You're a good prospect for the brand
You see people are beneath what anyone could be
You're a breeze in a daze on a binge in a loop
Plunking wit in little bits and fits of earnestness
A cat in a cap and a baby in a boot and a favorite thing to you
News you want pictures of
Browsing heinous casualties
Half read and recommended now you think you'll care for awhile
You're a breeze in a daze on a binge in a loop
My attempts make no sense they make no sense
Anchor them thin in air
I followed up but I am nowhere close
I wonder was it that which I would even want if given
I'm paging through
Eyes flirt and flutter
Humdrum ho hum and kinda getting off
It's irony shot and cut and cropped quantified and bottom lined to death
A love that never ends they spend and spend
Picture me and My Marantz my fans on every word
I have been fit in
I've been bent straight
I'm pulled in opposites
Aren't I supposed to change after all we talked
I speak as thoughts arrive
Completely acronymic
Ephemeral conviction
Pureed effusions floating down the feed
When what I've made's escaped me
My hands are idle
A cavity remains
Manic oscillations I could go for anything right now
You're a breeze in a daze on a binge in a loop
We're catalogued
Disseminated
Signed in on a server farm
In Altoona, Iowa
Question
Are you into design
You and I are data-mined and fine to be amused
Notified anew to keep our glazed gaze well trained
I'm a real voice here
A depiction of myself
Yea I'm true content
My Marantz and my public plans
Proclamations and my fans
Your inside subscribed behind my eyes
Aren't I supposed to change what's in me
I don't have conversations anymore
I've been saying the same thing over and over
Aren't I supposed to change
Council gave again definitions dressed
Anecdotes and allegories nothings sinking in
I read around the edges I don't learn anything
I've decided already exactly how I feel
See me at and with
Partially exist
From in a server farm
A filter for a day
A reverence edited
Solemn for a spell a thread or two to the most use
You're a good prospect for the brand
You see people are beneath what anyone could be
You're a breeze in a daze on a binge in a loop
Plunking wit in little bits and fits of earnestness
A cat in a cap and a baby in a boot and a favorite thing to you
News you want pictures of
Browsing heinous casualties
Half read and recommended now you think you'll care for awhile
You're a breeze in a daze on a binge in a loop
My attempts make no sense they make no sense
Anchor them thin in air
I followed up but I am nowhere close
I wonder was it that which I would even want if given
I'm paging through
Eyes flirt and flutter
Humdrum ho hum and kinda getting off
It's irony shot and cut and cropped quantified and bottom lined to death
A love that never ends they spend and spend
Picture me and My Marantz my fans on every word
I have been fit in
I've been bent straight
I'm pulled in opposites
Aren't I supposed to change after all we talked
I speak as thoughts arrive
Completely acronymic
Ephemeral conviction
Pureed effusions floating down the feed
When what I've made's escaped me
My hands are idle
A cavity remains
Manic oscillations I could go for anything right now
You're a breeze in a daze on a binge in a loop
We're catalogued
Disseminated
Signed in on a server farm
In Altoona, Iowa
