Life-Sized Cardboard Cutout
Knowledge
Is never written
It's always hidden
In vicissitude
Nothing
That we could turn to
Would let us learn to
Keep ourselves hungry
I am not even a person
I'm a voice inside your ears, I control
Every little thing that you hear until you
Turn me off. You have no power here until I disappear
I'll still be singing this long after you're dead and gone
I am a, ghost inside the machine
Never lost, never seen, and I am
Everywhere anyone's ever been I could
Never be alone
You were never like that
You would never fight back
Spent every minute wisely
Wrapped it all up nicely
But I've learned to see beyond death
You should all be impressed
I'm a cutout made of cardboard
Is that something to really live for?
Digital life
Is fleeting
Devoid of meaning
Unconscious streaming
I am not even a person
I'm a voice inside your ears, I control
Every little thing that you hear until you
Turn me off. You have no power here until I disappear
I'll still be singing this long after you're dead and gone
I am a, ghost inside the machine
Never lost, never seen, and I am
Everywhere anyone's ever been I could
Never be alone
You were never like that
You would never fight back
Spent every minute wisely
Wrapped it all up nicely
But I've learned to see beyond this
I could not break another promise
I was a fuckup made of cardboard
That's something I could never live for
Is never written
It's always hidden
In vicissitude
Nothing
That we could turn to
Would let us learn to
Keep ourselves hungry
I am not even a person
I'm a voice inside your ears, I control
Every little thing that you hear until you
Turn me off. You have no power here until I disappear
I'll still be singing this long after you're dead and gone
I am a, ghost inside the machine
Never lost, never seen, and I am
Everywhere anyone's ever been I could
Never be alone
You were never like that
You would never fight back
Spent every minute wisely
Wrapped it all up nicely
But I've learned to see beyond death
You should all be impressed
I'm a cutout made of cardboard
Is that something to really live for?
Digital life
Is fleeting
Devoid of meaning
Unconscious streaming
I am not even a person
I'm a voice inside your ears, I control
Every little thing that you hear until you
Turn me off. You have no power here until I disappear
I'll still be singing this long after you're dead and gone
I am a, ghost inside the machine
Never lost, never seen, and I am
Everywhere anyone's ever been I could
Never be alone
You were never like that
You would never fight back
Spent every minute wisely
Wrapped it all up nicely
But I've learned to see beyond this
I could not break another promise
I was a fuckup made of cardboard
That's something I could never live for
Credits
Writer(s): Lachlan Mcdougall, Shotgun Mike
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