Imitation Heavy
Absolutely zero fucks given like I'm a honey badger on bath salts
Catapulting brats through the continuum to adjacencies in the asphalt
Last thoughts vacancy, stasis embracing you as the past stalls
Last call for sanity, image is vanity problems, your staffs fault
Imitation heavy... a world cloaked in shrouded fiendishness
Imitation heavy... A whirling cloud of seething greedy fists
A metaphoric war of torture porn and scores of secret meanings which is
Imitation heavy... Where Your words are all just meaningless
This track'll be a killer... Don't take that shit literally
I mean it's a lyrical gangbang, or the "suck my dick" of soliloquies
I'm dreaming of witch house to build a symphony of bittersweet
Necronomiconic ways to lace No Sunshine like a Withers' piece
Winner take all, from mortal fame and marbles to portal openings
Loser takes fall... consolation prize... I don't know, here's a rope to swing
Choking victimology down the throat of you fucking dope boy kings
If you were hoping for an apology, if I don't know you, I don't owe you a thing
Real talk, k-k-kid you don't belong here
Brigade bomb boundaries, beats and bongs cleared
Foundries Sonic,well at least the throngs cheered
Monakin Disco released the wrong year
Memories flipped like ya slipped a bliss pill
Radios off cuz ya shits abysmal
The mad playwright twisting scripts to his will
He's ripping through dreams jacked from hell it's dismal
Waking in sweats under terrorist threats simultaneous entrance nefarious sects
A hilarious parody or various carrion theories, will randomly vary to next
Person to person uncertain the surgeon is purging and verbally versed in the version
Cursing his name and blaming his service, regurgitate failure, slave to his urges
Nervously pacing erasing the pages, we all know metamorphosis triggers in stages
Shaping the face in intangible ways, insatiable chaos conveniently traced in
Ten-eighty render to capture the bender, unholy trifecta of Ted Turner splendor
Color technically collapsing the sender if somehow I lost you then try to remember
You're FCC approved monotony, monopoly of horse shit toppling
Corpse stiff Prototypes of sloppy Rorschach orbit posturing
Morbid junkies flock to doppelgänger black ties where the orphans sing
Of distorted shores of sycamore where they'll never soar under corporate wings
More important, the hordes and whores of The Lord Torrent
Resort deplorable extortion seeding only scores of the abhorrent
Mediocre massacre ... don't let the rhetoric distort it
Bombastic magnum opus .... "Melancholy and the Infinite Forfeit"
This is "Life inside the brain cylinder", it's a Dillinger escape plan
This is strife behind the pain still in ya, watch intelligence erase man
This is galaxies colliding on the edge of time and space and
Don't forget to pack a towel Vogon poetry can be dead pan
Use your illusion or lose yrself in confusion
Or lose yrself in vats of hydrochloric acid solutions
Elusive innocent youth root for the truth in the movement
While they're spoon fed endless loops of airwave filter pollution
Yr just the heat death of the universe, I'm a vacuum metastability
So only one of us'll change the face of physics while the other bastards grilling me
I'm a shadow out of time, believe me I've seen things you'll never see
I'm an existential crisis, yr merely killing the singularity
Hilarity ensues following the collapse of the colony
A hollow man on fossil fuels, holographic mad max vs Honna-li
Like a honda civic tricked out to the point of weaponry it's comically
Amusing like a heckler torn to shreds for being some atomically appalling fiend
Imitation heavy, where words replied are all but meaningless
Imitation heavy, where worlds collide inside careening ships
Where wars and riots twitterpate these breeds of ceaseless fucking idiots
Where existence leaks and sentience speaks to aether's blistered gritty lips
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