Not comprised of interior and exterior

And after I hear everything

You don’t know what you’re talking about

Now they are people

And after I hear everything

Before everything begins

Now they are people

I’m far out

Before everything begins

Everything wears the scent of silicon

I’m far out

Everything wears the scent of silicon

You don’t know what you’re talking about

Not comprised of interior and exterior

I wake up somewhere

What humans must become

What must humans become?

More aggressive than defensive

What humans must become

You explode internally

More aggressive than defensive

Then I’ll ask you

You explode internally

A dream that everyone must dream

Then I’ll ask you

A dream that everyone must dream

What must humans become?

I wake up somewhere

No transparent surfaces between people

It all becomes more bleu-blau-blue

Pressing those dawn-red buttons

How can you be so beautiful?

It all becomes more bleu-blau-blue

My lightning-ready insane yellow

How can you be so beautiful?

I would grow over you

My lightning-ready insane yellow

I long for a lullaby

I would grow over you

I long for a lullaby

Pressing those dawn-red buttons

No transparent surfaces between people

When it leaves

A chick crawls into its egg

I do not wish continue

It will take us to the next world

A chick crawls into its egg

The tiny theater in the chest

It will take us to the next world

Strong yet smooth

The tiny theater in the chest

They come out of their eggs

Strong yet smooth

They come out of their eggs

I do not wish continue

When it leaves

Everything must transform

And give you fuck all

I want a ready death

Here I choose to piss on my loss

And give you fuck all

It is mathematically necessary

Here I choose to piss on my loss

Humanity in the coffin

It is mathematically necessary

For your bed to no longer look the same

Humanity in the coffin

For your bed to no longer look the same

I want a ready death

Everything must transform

I must be forced to love

I slip out and into the surreal

I celebrate doomsday every day

Hate yourself and let yourself live

I slip out and into the surreal

That gift must be avenged

Hate yourself and let yourself live

I was already in the hallway

That gift must be avenged

And give you fuck all

I was already in the hallway

And give you fuck all

I celebrate doomsday every day

I must be forced to love

To remember is to love

I am a tarp

A dreamt dollhouse

Ant totem

I am a tarp

A paper-filled interior

Ant totem

It will take us to the next world

A paper-filled interior

You must not believe

It will take us to the next world

You must not believe

A dreamt dollhouse

To remember is to love

I’m an old asshole

Whatever is necessary to hate

The moon always turned its back on us

It will color the blood piss-yellow

Whatever is necessary to hate

It has grown rapidly

It will color the blood piss-yellow

We are neck-deep in shit

It has grown rapidly

What if I didn’t tighten there?

We are neck-deep in shit

What if I didn’t tighten there?

The moon always turned its back on us

I’m an old asshole

The whole separated into its parts

It rains all over the living room

I will pull the human up by its roots

Made of light and delicate materials

It rains all over the living room

Just before the trees burst to life

Made of light and delicate materials

Like a garden

Just before the trees burst to life

Two people are in the other room

Like a garden

Two people are in the other room

I will pull the human up by its roots

The whole separated into its parts

Not caring about those you hate

For me to die before you

Only my own feelings are hard enough

If you’re the victim I’m the executioner

For me to die before you

I leap straight toward the conclusion

If you’re the victim I’m the executioner

My distant interior: the heart of me

I leap straight toward the conclusion

And give all of you fuck all

My distant interior: the heart of me

And give all of you fuck all

Only my own feelings are hard enough

Not caring about those you hate