Amon Tobin - At Night's End lyrics

[Verse one] My room seems to come alive at night when I'm inside it Feeling kind of drowsy from the smell of sess Five blue little pills on the counter With a gla** of water sitting right beside them Nothing helps me rest I'm too much of a Rubik's cube for you, girl You should find somebody else instead Too many hidden trap doors along the beaten path Of what you think is true for me to pull you out of all of them Just rinse the brush If you get lost, double back Re-plot the coordinates on the graph I'm an architect with these lines And I don't keep my thoughts in check or Tell you everything is fine You don't even know what darkness is Turn the speakers up, pop that X-O and let The three dimes you were chilling with ma**age your neck Purple handprints across the chest From the trip that she's finding herself helplessly falling in I'm pretty sure that this is all that's left Of the brain tissue that used to be located at the top of my head “Tick-tock” In a lab rat world that's wobbling They call my name And I can hear the specters in the mirror Start to sing [Chorus #1] “Ditty-ditty dong,” goes the song As I sit here feeling really, really gone Really, really high Right now I don't even care if I end up Lying face-down in the pa**enger side “Ditty-ditty dong,” goes the song As I sit here feeling really, really gone Really, really high Right now I don't even care if I end up dying If it happens by the end of the night Then goodbye [Verse two] From dawn ‘til dusk Feeding the nightmare Right here in outer hemispheric consciousness I'm breathing oxygen but I don't feel alive And the people I've discussed it with in depth are none the wiser What would you say if I was to Tell you that superluminal travel was not impossible Take you to the Andromeda Let you see yourself through the lens of a new photographer And understand life down to the molecule? Kick it Dawn the gas mask; get ready for the fallout Larvae in my flesh; got to cut them out Got the ba** bumping, tapeworm charming But it wasn't working, baby Check the back of next month's milk carton for me When a month has pa**ed since I've gone missing And my face has vanished Back to the blank canvas of nothingness by tomorrow morning Figure that I've met my end, I'm gone So give me those cowgirl claws one more time, baby girl Ever-falling [Verse three] Entertain the notion that you have the equipment To sense the presence of a spiritual existence Have you ever had an experience with a spirit That was so vivid you can still remember every second? Our anatomies, our flesh Our personalities are so complex There has to be more than just this I refuse to accept that human beings become nothing more than a meal for the maggots following their d**hs And yet There's a divine intermingling in my senses That causes me to live independent End friendships Sometimes I wonder whether or not I can handle it But I must say, it doesn't come without its advantages I'm trying not to think back on my life a young'un Chasing that which I wanted Never asking for nothing It's like I'm trapped in a dungeon Solzhenitsyn I am building a playground in the sky just for you And it's close to completion [Chorus #2] Purple handprints across the chest From the trip that she's finding herself free-falling in “Ditty-ditty dong,” goes the song Right now I don't even care if I end up dying Purple handprints across the chest From the trip that she's finding herself free-falling in “Ditty-ditty dong,” goes the song Right now I don't even care if I end up dying Purple handprints across the chest From the trip that she's finding herself free-falling in