My life with the milpitas monster project
I'd grapple all the coins in heaven before the mushroom kingdom crashes and the neurological sensory overload will cause collapsing
I peak at the height of audio visual black light strained delusions
And double fist this 8 bit mystery laughin at warped conclusions
If this makes sense at all to you you probably been where i've gone (the other side of the gate?) more like the crimson stenciled line drawn right through the jigsaw magnet ma**ive attack facemelter
Tone synthesized omminous prone (you better take shelter)
The metal armed market hybrid protoculture slogan banger
Psylocibin microcosm infok** the vision strangler
Its stranger then fiction, open your eyes to all of this
I slip on civillity, clusterf** imprints
I saw the wing goddess spread her feathered magic off my television sure it was her (had to be) i saw it all in 3-d vision
Yo if i never come back down i'll take the apple out of eden
Cuz the hungers always there but still its never time for feeding
When i say (mushroom)
You say (magic)
I bathe in cathode rays cutting connections out of static and when i say (meltdown)
Ya'll yell (brainfreeze)
A jabberwocky juxtaposition could never save me
(you have the choice to have the courage to see the world for what it really is, far far from perfect....)
Now do i have to save the princess ( i know, its such a ha**le) i'm sorry the beat your looking for is in another castle
Watch BROCK SAMSON collide with aphex twin debasement and contramatic konami codes to serve as produkt placement with a up up down down, sh** ya'll should know the rest of it
If not your too young, and it means you were never blessed with it but i attempt to get liquid, the swordplays in the tracers kaleidoscopic building blocks are lost within the vapors
It always seems so real, when seen through video image
Cuz i can pause the tape at will, but wait (remote is missing)
Sinister membrane visions, with investments in diversion
Cuz an institution is only the lengthened shadow of one person
Beyond and to all time i stand...anxious
Impatiently pesterin karma to release this f**in pistol grip off my face and if one more tortise shelled kabuki quantum pilots in my rearview then i'll close my eyes to this and wish that none of them can hear you
When i say (mushroom)
You say (magic)
I bathe in cathode rays cutting connections out of static and when i say (meltdown)
Ya'll yell (brainfreeze)
A jabberwocky juxtaposition could never save me mushrooms...magic
Meltdown...brainfreeze