Professional Griefers (Vocal Mix)
I like the sound of the broken pieces
I like the lights that decides where she sits
We got machines but the kid's got Jesus
We like to move like we both don't need this
God can't hear you, they will fight you
Watch them build a friend just like you
Morning sickness, XYZ
Teenage girls with ESP
Give me the sound to see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things that I made
We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam-pow barcode blaster
We want the cash or the junk you're after
Rise up control for the mixtape master
Self-correction, mass dissection
That's why brats are in detention
Morning sickness, XYZ
Boys with bombs in NMA
Compliancy, special casings
Photographs that I'm erasing
Phono slots with pixel screams
Girls with guns on LSD
Self-infraction, mass destruction
Programmed for the final function
Lab rat king, rescue team
Save me from the next life
Give me the sound to see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things that I made
Cause we are the last disease
Another broken life that's full of
All the awful things that I made
And we got the eyes to see
Another broken life that's full of
All the awful things that I made
I like the lights that decides where she sits
We got machines but the kid's got Jesus
We like to move like we both don't need this
God can't hear you, they will fight you
Watch them build a friend just like you
Morning sickness, XYZ
Teenage girls with ESP
Give me the sound to see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things that I made
We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam-pow barcode blaster
We want the cash or the junk you're after
Rise up control for the mixtape master
Self-correction, mass dissection
That's why brats are in detention
Morning sickness, XYZ
Boys with bombs in NMA
Compliancy, special casings
Photographs that I'm erasing
Phono slots with pixel screams
Girls with guns on LSD
Self-infraction, mass destruction
Programmed for the final function
Lab rat king, rescue team
Save me from the next life
Give me the sound to see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things that I made
Cause we are the last disease
Another broken life that's full of
All the awful things that I made
And we got the eyes to see
Another broken life that's full of
All the awful things that I made
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Zimmerman
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