PSYCHEDELIC TECHNO DEATH
Yuh-yuh-yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh-yuh-yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh-yuh-yuh
There is something in me that I cannot seem to purge
This suicidal urge
Everything I look at is unnatural, a scourge upon the Earth
I am standing on the verge
Standing on the edge of the planet at the ending of the world
Where is God? Dead, wait, haven't you heard?
Nobody believe in something greater, it's absurd
Sheep in a herd do not understand a word that you're saying
If you're praying then you're praying to birds, to yourself
People wait until it's gone to be concerned about their health
I do not feel any happiness and I've acquired wealth
Maybe there is something more to this shit
Maybe nothing physical is gonna make you satisfied
You'll always need more for your dopamine to gratify desire
Get you higher, serotonin regulate
How much you feel like you'd rather never be awake?
Bitch, I hate it, break (Yuh)
Everything I fuckin' see (Yuh)
It is turnin' into me (Yuh)
I am my own enemy (Yuh)
I gotta kill myself (Yuh)
I gotta start again (Yuh)
My ego breaking like glass (Yuh)
Everything shatter to pieces (Yuh)
Product of my past (Yuh)
Eat this mushroom, I can die
Infinite colors inside my eyes
Everything I hear making me cry
'Cause nothing you do can help me
Nothing you do can save me
Nothing you do can make it stop
Time is ticking right off the clock
I don't understand when you talk
I don't understand what you sayin'
Motherfucker, I am not playin'
What's hot rise to the top
Poke a bubble until it pop
Pick a baby up, make it drop
Everybody wants some, everybody wants some
Everybody wants some, but nobody can have it
Everybody wants some, shut the fuck up, faggot
Everybody wants some, but nobody can have it
But nobody can have it, but nobody can have it
Nobody can have it, but nobody can have it
But nobody can have it, but nobody can have it
Nobody can have it, but nobody can have it
Psychedelic techno death
Yuh-yuh-yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh-yuh-yuh
There is something in me that I cannot seem to purge
This suicidal urge
Everything I look at is unnatural, a scourge upon the Earth
I am standing on the verge
Standing on the edge of the planet at the ending of the world
Where is God? Dead, wait, haven't you heard?
Nobody believe in something greater, it's absurd
Sheep in a herd do not understand a word that you're saying
If you're praying then you're praying to birds, to yourself
People wait until it's gone to be concerned about their health
I do not feel any happiness and I've acquired wealth
Maybe there is something more to this shit
Maybe nothing physical is gonna make you satisfied
You'll always need more for your dopamine to gratify desire
Get you higher, serotonin regulate
How much you feel like you'd rather never be awake?
Bitch, I hate it, break (Yuh)
Everything I fuckin' see (Yuh)
It is turnin' into me (Yuh)
I am my own enemy (Yuh)
I gotta kill myself (Yuh)
I gotta start again (Yuh)
My ego breaking like glass (Yuh)
Everything shatter to pieces (Yuh)
Product of my past (Yuh)
Eat this mushroom, I can die
Infinite colors inside my eyes
Everything I hear making me cry
'Cause nothing you do can help me
Nothing you do can save me
Nothing you do can make it stop
Time is ticking right off the clock
I don't understand when you talk
I don't understand what you sayin'
Motherfucker, I am not playin'
What's hot rise to the top
Poke a bubble until it pop
Pick a baby up, make it drop
Everybody wants some, everybody wants some
Everybody wants some, but nobody can have it
Everybody wants some, shut the fuck up, faggot
Everybody wants some, but nobody can have it
But nobody can have it, but nobody can have it
Nobody can have it, but nobody can have it
But nobody can have it, but nobody can have it
Nobody can have it, but nobody can have it
Psychedelic techno death
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Hamilton
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