Christ Analogue - Impure (Technically) lyrics

You can speak all you like But the words defy clarity It's a million to one that you've not gotten through to me On the fringe A man learns silence As his days convert to nights There's nothing here But the attire to destroy myself or fight Speak to me magnetically The world is all around you And there's nothing you can say You can fathom the ending Of all this time chemically It's a million to one that it doesn't mean sh** to me Through his pain A man learns violence And the temper lives to flare There's no one that can stop me And there's no one bound to care I can illustrate my anger I am technically impure In a world of God and money I decisively want more Speak to me magnetically The world is all around you And there's nothing you can say