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I shoot my fix in with a metronome needle and now it's kicked in It's not an addiction, I got a legitimate prescription Only time I touch the ground is when I slip and fall down Which isn't often So if you see me walking help me up 'Cause those broadband subscribers get pissed at low bandwidth wires My ocean's full of pirates Abusing my kindness All I want's a good life with no regrets but God damn it I'm bored and there's nothing ever new on this planet And my psychic killed herself She never saw it coming Is there music in my head or is it this guitar I'm strumming? Like an actual factual dictionary ritual This fictional fantasy's falling faster than Mach3 cuts vocals chords with no shaving cream Everything I've said makes no sense Until you change the tense Future first person past participle existence I always wondered why these wires wound round me I'm the Internet mainframe brain stem And I know shit about your family I'm here to make a donation to the Salvation Army Here's my cares and my worries It was all I had on me And take the shirt off my back The brand name was branding me like a branding iron SongtexteWas given a brand new attitude but took it back Exchanged it for a multitude of antidotes for heart attacks Now my irregular beats are off my chest and on my tracks Everything we've ever done communicated over phone jacks And wire taps dance into your home so watch your back Computer Why don't you get back in line? Hey junior What's up with those crazy rhymes? I shoot my fix in with a metronome needle and now it's kicked in It's not an addiction, I only do it when I start twitching Add "ashes" to the vocab When I extinguish four-inch cigarette in your mouth and Scorch the deepest wind flap Give me the dynamite I'm going down in the dark To light a spark and blow this fucking cave of secrets apart Part-time deep thought spelunker Weekend warriors fight battles to see who gets drunker Perennial class-flunker probably got shitty parents Cure bruised egos with Honorable Mention ice packs And wooden plaques giving merit to otherwise meaningless stats No wonder all these kids wanna rap I sell them beats and they pay in cash How clutch is that? Give myself a paper cut in an uncomfortable location To distract me from all of these damn frustrations In the end I'll have scars that represent my patience Decomposing my photo album of memories and faces Travel the new consciousness at the speed of magnetics Electric tourniquets stop bleeding encryption syndicates from believing in it I'm nobody's protégé Brick oven clay dried out in my favorite position Painted and put on display How many billion cells in the human body, how many humans? How many brain stems suffer from internal toxic pollutants? Creating cloudy forecasts and follow up on these delusions I'll see you when it all hits you in your confusion Computer Why don't you get back in line? Hey junior What's up with those crazy rhymes? In the distant future, a billion years from now Humanity will be one large entity with a consciousness and a purpose Not a random collection of individuals This consciousness is already evolving Everything man has ever learned is stored in one place that we all can access You are the first to become aware Who will join you? Aus Songtexte Mania