CURTA - CLAYNATION lyrics

My consciousness is swallowing the moments that we make the past is hesitant to hold me so I take chances my mood in dances to an ebb and flow forces I'm afraid to accept I won't control only 13 when they first pissed on these coals true love is blood spotted like macbethian hands convinced by medication controlling pituitary glands inside random access memories like here man stands still chasing cheap thrills with slogans on wristbands at the end of media vectors is philosophical badlands yet only the faintest trace of envy in the aura hatching such a plan preparing man to forgo alone calling public domain home because losing what you own may rob power from the throne but first convert these thoughts to adspace quotes and link to google chrome talking through the walls on phones like nobodys home so unplug me and I'll unplug you go outside and reconnect the way bipedal mammals do I said unplug me and I'll untie your shoe hanging from the ceiling fan like famous authors in a coup d'etat hanging from your little sister's sports bra embracing my flaw nah trying to find rhythm in thought but I found truth now I'm working backwards and I can't find clues choose a different multiple choice ending than this held aloft fist they exist why revel in the darkness go outside get some air feel the lift every breath an opportune chance to sift through the gristle around the peach pit or just taste enjoy forget it a life less lived than a life that's been bit difference in scented perfume hair flesh and a p**n url hit nowadays they're in the trenches fighting for a click so click