Epilepsy Warning

Flip the strobe on
Go off til the morning
Let the lights flash
Fight smash on
Fuck a warning
When we
Flip the strobe on
Go off til the morning
Let the lights flash
Fight smash on
Fuck a warning

This a light show i know when the bodies hit the crowd
Have a seizure sue the venue then continue
We the rowdy loud cowboys
Howdy reach the clouds
We jump so high just to hit the ground
Down we go
Pop a wheelie
Grind the rails
Find the trail of deafening whaling noises

Started with a solo cup
Acid trips to Paris then the police came to fuck us up
Vomit on the Louvre
Move the party to another pub
Couple pints of beer and a couple hundreds shots of rum
Orgy in the bathroom
Screaming psychedelics ain't enough
On some Noe shit
Plastergeist the poetry
Fill inhalers with some downers
Hit the club
On three jump off the balcony
Crowd surf to the north pole
Crack rocks to gold
Did some sacrilegious alchemy
Sweat drown the moaning
The artfulness of Blakey or modality
Complexities of Guillotines and static
The space between the flashes and the panic
Milliseconds til the next strobe attacks
In the pitch black the manic empathy reaches zenith
Sinners hope they OD into heaven and believe it

Watch where you swing
Trust in the mosh pit
Go with the Lisztomania
Watch where you swing
Trust in the mosh pit
Go with the Lisztomania

Flip the strobe on
Go off til the morning
Let the lights flash
Fight smash on
Fuck a warning
When we
Flip the strobe on
Go off til the morning
Let the lights flash
Fight smash on
Fuck a warning
When we
Flip the strobe on
Go off til the morning
Let the lights flash
Fight smash on
Fuck a warning
When we
Flip the strobe on
Go off til the morning
Let the lights flash
Fight smash on
Fuck a warning



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Jung
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