Song parody of
daedalus (post human conditions)
by Spray Bottle Fever
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God damn
Burnt screens
In cold hands
Graves
On Graves
Inbred
Piles
Climbing
Higher
In death
Can you look up from your phone and see the
Nonsense
Concept
It's a
Long way down the door trap
Fuck that
I can feel it
In my blood
Why'd you
Put it
In my blood
Spinal fluid
In compression
Break my body
Into rust
Break my body
Into rust
I can't feel my head
Clouds in terra bits
I didn't really wanna let go
Algorithm is the brain flow
I can't feel my head
Clouds in terra bits
I didn't really wanna let go
Algorithm is the brain flow
I don't give a fuck
Innocence
Bottled up
20 milligrams a cup
Crawling in and out
The junk
Run it up
It's a stunt
Existentialistic hunch
Sliding door
Into his heart
I can feel it
In my thoughts
It's a parasite
Inner light
Coughing
On the floor
I guess the blood
It lies terrified
Microchipped
And analyzed
A dread of flying
Out of mind
Daedalus leave the sky behind
Don't you think
We've flown too high
Shots fired
In a material world
Rip my eyes
From my skull
And feed em
Back to the birds
If I'm alone I'll be
The coldest
Motherfucker alive
I'll take the light
Of this screen
Ignite a fire inside
I cannot speak
My mind anymore
Gonna
Fantasize
Compartmentalize
Till I burn a hole
In my fucking side
A punk ass hypocrite
Bleeding in a fucking ditch
Check yourself
Or wreck your self
Your life is on
The line motherfucker
I can't feel my head
Clouds in terra bits
I didn't really wanna let go
Algorithm is the brain flow
I can't feel my head
Clouds in terra bits
I didn't really wanna let go
Algorithm is the brain flow
God damn
Burnt screens
In cold hands
Graves
On Graves
Inbred
Piles
Climbing
Higher
In death
Can you look up from your phone and see the
Nonsense
Concept
It's a
Long way down the door trap
Fuck that
I can feel it
In my blood
Why'd you
Put it
In my blood
Spinal fluid
In compression
Break my body
Into rust
Break my body
Into rust
I can't feel my head
Clouds in terra bits
I didn't really wanna let go
Algorithm is the brain flow
I can't feel my head
Clouds in terra bits
I didn't really wanna let go
Algorithm is the brain flow
I don't give a fuck
Innocence
Bottled up
20 milligrams a cup
Crawling in and out
The junk
Run it up
It's a stunt
Existentialistic hunch
Sliding door
Into his heart
I can feel it
In my thoughts
It's a parasite
Inner light
Coughing
On the floor
I guess the blood
It lies terrified
Microchipped
And analyzed
A dread of flying
Out of mind
Daedalus leave the sky behind
Don't you think
We've flown too high
Shots fired
In a material world
Rip my eyes
From my skull
And feed em
Back to the birds
If I'm alone I'll be
The coldest
Motherfucker alive
I'll take the light
Of this screen
Ignite a fire inside
I cannot speak
My mind anymore
Gonna
Fantasize
Compartmentalize
Till I burn a hole
In my fucking side
A punk ass hypocrite
Bleeding in a fucking ditch
Check yourself
Or wreck your self
Your life is on
The line motherfucker
I can't feel my head
Clouds in terra bits
I didn't really wanna let go
Algorithm is the brain flow
I can't feel my head
Clouds in terra bits
I didn't really wanna let go
Algorithm is the brain flow
