Lyrics to Untitled 8
Art or the empire? Who can you trust. Not them.
Structure out of place TV and bad dreams. Who can you trust? Not there.
Force fed proper names. Bored with the game? You're bored with the game. Have a shot.
Who wants to play? Who wants to play? Good choice.
The pieces will move further apart. That's you. For in the back away from the start. What did you expect?
Christmas and cathode rays will see us through. The words are loaded guns designed to steal for fun.
Culture will die. The fishermen of men catching all they can. So even gods will fall.
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Structure out of place TV and bad dreams. Who can you trust? Not there.
Force fed proper names. Bored with the game? You're bored with the game. Have a shot.
Who wants to play? Who wants to play? Good choice.
The pieces will move further apart. That's you. For in the back away from the start. What did you expect?
Christmas and cathode rays will see us through. The words are loaded guns designed to steal for fun.
Culture will die. The fishermen of men catching all they can. So even gods will fall.
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