Gen-Pop

One of the side effects thinking about consciousness
Is a sort of inflation that sets in
Then when people think about consciousness
They get themselves baffled
And then they, uh, explain their bafflement
By postulating properties and things that
Just don't exist, they're-they're
They're-they're kidding themselves
They're-they're uh, uh sort of
Duping themselves into believing
More than is actually there
Uh, so it's always good at the outset
To alert people to this problem
By showing them that they're
For instance their vision, is not as detailed as they think it is
Uh, in-fact, uh
If it wasn't for the fact that our eyes dart around continuously
Little jumps called saccades, uh
We'd be, uh
We'd have a sort of tunnel vision for the world
Tunnel Vision for the world

I don't like to talk about nothing
I don't like to get my mind out
These tricky games for two
You are not on my level sound
Cause I hate the thought of you
Pride in the fights cause blues
I should leave and I'm gone now
I've said my peace, don't look down
They always leave, when they give me a gift
You say it's the present, I don't want your shit
Unhealed life
Parasites
You bath in my blood
So you feel alright

I like being so alone
Your words are a metronome

Gen-pop your mind out
I like being so alone
Your words are a metro-metronome

Gen-pop your mind out

One of the side effects thinking about consciousness
Is a sort of inflation that sets in
Then when people think about consciousness
They get themselves baffled