Popocalypse

Running, running, running
And when you get nowhere
Crying it's no fair
Upstairs daddy don't care
You're an experiment
Calculate me
Where I went
Is where you found me carolling
And now you're buying care of them
While you hype the next hack
Popocalypse bring you back
To the ground with the sound
While you hype the next hack
Karmageddon bring you back
To the ground with the soundtrack
(To the end of the world)

Twitchitt, don't you want fame?
Don't you want recognition?
Yeah, I want recognition.
Recognition of statistical truth in modelling reality
Waiting for the
Waiting for the
Waiting for the
Waiting for the
Recognition of the implicit advantage of each disadvantage
Recognition of biological-genetic fallibility
Recognition of social fallibility
Recognition of the fallibility of the mind
Of the mind
Of the mind

What about the messages
What about your influence
What about me
What about the industry
Play to pay
Or pay for free
What about the messages
What about me
What about the industry
Pay for free
We don't give a fuck about your species
We don't give a fuck about your species
We don't give a fuck about your species
We don't give a fuck about your species



Credits
Writer(s): Caley Goray
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