Katscan - P.s.i. lyrics

P.s.i Sad bunnies hoping channels for their masturbation You’re born, reproduce and then you die They’ll tell you “Fairy tales, they don’t come true” No happy ever afters for the likes of you One thousand pounds of pressure P.S.I I miss the beat, I crack at last I’m exploding like a nervous Judas neutron bomb And I’ll take the whole f*ckin’ world with me now We could be polys**ual No man, but transhuman Swallow the germ of your evolution And let the old flesh… Let your old flesh burn In slo-MO we walk through speeding traffic On the outside looking in, this is our time, this is our place Don’t feel no kinship to the words they speak I don’t belong in this time or in this place I wound cleanse this world of it’s ban*lity Cauterize the wounds left by fear Inoculate the child from apathy While his birth bloods are still wet The new age dreamers and the talk-show-freak-show They cling like leaches to this dying world You ram as much as you can into your mouth They feed you your own heart… …Still you lick your lips