Junky Songtext

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Shattered wreck shivering
In cool blue T.V. fire.
Amphetamine grit.
Living remotely,
Keeping so distant.
A fucking deadweight,
A life by proxy,
His retinas flicker with
Stock footage of genocide.
Asleep at the wheel,
Coasting in neutral.
Psyche mirrored in
A crash victim's fender.
Any detail blurred,
Indistinct and degraded.

This is the media junky:
Humanity's dry husk.
Incapable of abstract thought
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This is the media junky:
Complacently numb
Culture bought on credit.
A montage of random edits.

Nothing is sacred.
Everything is disposable,
The "truth" is a con,
Information is power
Random fractured binary.
A "fact" is a selling point
Everything too simple.
An advertising swindle.
In this red, rusted landscape.

Asleep at the wheel,
Coasting in neutral.
Psyche mirrored in
A crash victim's fender.
Any detail blurred,
Indistinct and degraded.

This is the media junky:
Humanity's dry husk.
Incapable of abstract thought
On/Off/On/Off
This is the media junky:
Complacently numb
Culture bought on credit.
A montage of random edits.

Nothing concrete,
All is plastic.
Media is the corpse
And he is the vulture.

His nervous system:
A collage of school shootings
And hospital waiting rooms.
Bloody pavements intersect
images of catwalk fashion.

Headline black bleeds into
inkblots suggestion shutdown.
His is a slow death

This is the media junky:
Humanity's dry husk.
This is the media junky:
Humanity's dry husk.
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