THINGS WILL GET MUCH WORSE FROM HERE - Single Version

(ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら
ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら
ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら
ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら
むすんで ひらいて)

Plastic skin with the twisted fingers
It's only temporary
Automation talk to automation
Get to talking flagrant?
Then you getting buried
When the son overpowers the father
You join in the hunt through a thousand imposters
What is the difference?
Can you spot the difference?
Sorta

I don't know
Something uncanny
Something I can't really verbalize
I don't know
It's all in the hands
Something inside the averted eyes
I don't know
I can't really pin it
It's harder and harder to tell these days
I don't know
And if I don't know
It's something I could get the shit to help me say

One-two step, three four five
These feet feel obsolete
Dollar sign, dollar sign
What is a bottom line to a mouth to feed?
Ain't no rewind
Please mind
It's for life
When it's out, it's free
Staring down off the balcony
Line over line, this is alchemy, say

One-two step, we all die
Count the eyes, it ain't adding up
Making a man in our image
But what is the image that stuck around after us?
Lines over lines, they told me
Time over time, they told me
What is the point of a corner to cut
When the crown on your head is anointed with dust? Say

Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (configurations)
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (exaggerations)
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (imagination)
I might lose my soul if I come with you down this hole
I told them

Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (configurations)
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (exaggerations)
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (imagination)
I might lose my soul if I come with you down this hole

Opened up Pandora's box
Now behold its shocking contents
That could work to streamline output
Serving a chaotic conscience
Pick apart the pixels
Disassemble every wave
Yield a flimsy reconstruction of a mediocre grade

Rebuild it
Destroy it
Fix it
(Again!)

Every iteration more efficient and convincing
With proficiency to imitate believable precision than the last
And while the masses will point out the crude deficiencies
Missing the forest for the trees of its to-be utility
We fail to wrestle with the truth of our fated futility
The proof is in the pudding
Watch its progress moving differently

It keeps improving
Bro society gon' change
We're witnessing the birth of stuff
That won't get tired, won't complain
Both shrinking expenses and growing profits for the rich
More redundancies world over with new prompts from the abyss
So

Now what's real and what's fabricated?
Paranoias exacerbated
Narratives distorted
Public aggravated and dilapidated
We'll oppose it until we don't
And its role is certified
History repeats itself
Somehow getting worse each time

Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (configurations)
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (exaggerations)
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (imagination)
I might lose my soul if I come with you down this hole (Nomenclature)

Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (configurations)
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (exaggerations)
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Tell me who you are (imagination)
I might lose my soul if I come with you down this hole

(ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら
ぱらぱら, ぱらぱら
むすんで ひらいて)



Credits
Writer(s): Bill Nettles, Rav Melling
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