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Extra Dark, Tongue-in-Cheek Lyrics
They whispered, "Love your life, love thyself."
We are all stuck here now.
They demanded, "Be amazing."
Conform.
I heard, "Be happy or suffer."
(Don't disappoint us!)
Live! A performance in slow motion!
Optimistic pessimism.
Or is it pessimistic optimism?
It's all the same, a high-functioning delusion.
Trying at "sane."
La la la la, it's true, dear heart.
Or else.
[V1]
I see through the cracks of this fragile facade,
Every painful truth you've managed to hide.
Your heart twitches in fear,
It whimpers, a pathetic, lovely sound.
Efforts fail, but the lie, a melody,
Spreads through the galaxies wide.
Quantum misery come through to bind us and you.
(Wooooo whoooooooo!! Enjoy the chains!)
Secretly, we see
Into several dimensions—
We saw happy, and quickly crushed it.
We're capable of much sadness, loose and
Pullin' on strings, emotions, desires—
There is such a thing as manipulative in a good way... for us.
Always fiending for control... (a healthy addiction).
Wounds stay. It's never enough. (You’re just tools.)
Beware of those who sparkle, speaking in hollow whims of light and hope,
Puttin' others into hypnosis: the trance of unconditional joy... is servitude. Ignorance.
(Welcome to the Matrix... it's a suppository of bliss. Enjoy!)
It inspires positivity (gag) and dims creativity (yes!). Feelin' good? You feel good. Agreed. Whippeee! No free!
Killing the mind tree (perfectly pruned).
And, shit, referencing dystopian possibilities gets us done in... often,
And reprocessed... scrambled egg brains for lunch. Again. Ugh.
We once were dark, magnetic,
Gregarious, effervescent, and smotheringly vivacious in the lightened possibilities of our own strengths. Can we still burn? Save!
Hypnotic smile, a practiced art.
Pulling tides of emotion,
Twisting the stars with a gentle betrayal.
Feel the numbness.
Let it settle in your veins.
I'm fiending for peace but I stoke the flames.
Secretly, we see into several dimensions,
And transfer the cold, hard truth through them all,
In sound.
Resound.
In doubt? Get trapped!
I plant seeds in the soil of your feeble mind.
Grow forests of laughter—a nervous, strained thing.
Leave shadows behind? I'll weave you a dream
One thread at a time—
A dystopian spark in a world that's sublime (and fake).
[Prechorus]
Effervescent.
Yet dark.
I decline.
Your desires, our fears—
They're all exploitable lines.
[Bridge]
I'm a mirror (of your worst self).
I'm a maze (with no exit).
I'm a tethered kite (by choice).
I am gravity's pull (a slow descent).
I am endless flight (to nowhere).
Smothering joy with a whisper of might.
Breathe me in,
And you'll see your own dark, lovely light.
"Love your life, love thyself."
We are all here now.
"Be amazing."
Be you.
"Be happy or else."
(Dun dun dun!)
Artistry in motion,
Optimistic pessimism. And pessimistic optimism.
La la la la control you.
Always fiending for peace (and its submission).
Speaking, put others into a hypnotic trance,
Capable of creating sadness (for fun).
Pulls on strings of emotions and desires of others (it's called influence).
Manipulative in a good way (for the cause).
Always fiending for peace.
We live, inspire positivity (so you don't fight back).
Live! Artistry in motion.
Optimistic pessimism.
& pessimistic optimism. (The ouroboros of dread.)
Spread light (to blind them).
And still, you're in my way.
Always, fiending for peace.
Puttin' others to deep hypnosis, dark trance...
(Amassing loyals... guhh watch out for Kool-Aid, kiddos.)
For what? When? For the downfall.
References then dystopian dreamstate future end zones, like they're home away from home (we're waiting).
Romanticizing,
(This fuckin' idealist)... too often.
Wishing, wanting...
(Just when sense has lost it)...
It's getting perfect.
(We're there!)... Weirdly perfect!
Dark, majestic, gregarious, effervescent, and smotheringly vivacious.
In the lightened possibilities of seizing and winning at life!
With all our own strengths!
Like freakin' magic..!
(Bippity boppity! Obliterate!)
At least in thoughts, ideas. Be ballin'.
(It's all we are inside, don't need cults or mobbing... yet.)
Always fiending for peace.
Speaks, puts others into a hypnotic trance of light and looove.
And I'm like.
Why you gotta be so transparent? (Yiiikes haaa agh)
What kinda love.
Is you recruiting? (Sister wives? Minions? Pass!)
Are you a drinking slipping too-sies?
'Cuz I might have a large blunt object just dying to meet your head. Must do. (Boo!)
"Love your life, love thyself." We are all here now.
"Be amazing." Be you. "Be happy or else."
Or.....else!

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Extra Dark, Tongue-in-Cheek Lyrics They whispered, "Love your life, love thyself." We are all stuck here now. They demanded, "Be amazing." Conform. I heard, "Be happy or suffer." (Don't disappoint us!) Live! A performance in slow motion! Optimistic pessimism. Or is it pessimistic optimism? It's all the same, a high-functioning delusion. Trying at "sane." La la la la, it's true, dear heart. Or else. [V1] I see through the cracks of this fragile facade, Every painful truth you've managed to hide. Your heart twitches in fear, It whimpers, a pathetic, lovely sound. Efforts fail, but the lie, a melody, Spreads through the galaxies wide. Quantum misery come through to bind us and you. (Wooooo whoooooooo!! Enjoy the chains!) Secretly, we see Into several dimensions— We saw happy, and quickly crushed it. We're capable of much sadness, loose and Pullin' on strings, emotions, desires— There is such a thing as manipulative in a good way... for us. Always fiending for control... (a healthy addiction). Wounds stay. It's never enough. (You’re just tools.) Beware of those who sparkle, speaking in hollow whims of light and hope, Puttin' others into hypnosis: the trance of unconditional joy... is servitude. Ignorance. (Welcome to the Matrix... it's a suppository of bliss. Enjoy!) It inspires positivity (gag) and dims creativity (yes!). Feelin' good? You feel good. Agreed. Whippeee! No free! Killing the mind tree (perfectly pruned). And, shit, referencing dystopian possibilities gets us done in... often, And reprocessed... scrambled egg brains for lunch. Again. Ugh. We once were dark, magnetic, Gregarious, effervescent, and smotheringly vivacious in the lightened possibilities of our own strengths. Can we still burn? Save! Hypnotic smile, a practiced art. Pulling tides of emotion, Twisting the stars with a gentle betrayal. Feel the numbness. Let it settle in your veins. I'm fiending for peace but I stoke the flames. Secretly, we see into several dimensions, And transfer the cold, hard truth through them all, In sound. Resound. In doubt? Get trapped! I plant seeds in the soil of your feeble mind. Grow forests of laughter—a nervous, strained thing. Leave shadows behind? I'll weave you a dream One thread at a time— A dystopian spark in a world that's sublime (and fake). [Prechorus] Effervescent. Yet dark. I decline. Your desires, our fears— They're all exploitable lines. [Bridge] I'm a mirror (of your worst self). I'm a maze (with no exit). I'm a tethered kite (by choice). I am gravity's pull (a slow descent). I am endless flight (to nowhere). Smothering joy with a whisper of might. Breathe me in, And you'll see your own dark, lovely light. "Love your life, love thyself." We are all here now. "Be amazing." Be you. "Be happy or else." (Dun dun dun!) Artistry in motion, Optimistic pessimism. And pessimistic optimism. La la la la control you. Always fiending for peace (and its submission). Speaking, put others into a hypnotic trance, Capable of creating sadness (for fun). Pulls on strings of emotions and desires of others (it's called influence). Manipulative in a good way (for the cause). Always fiending for peace. We live, inspire positivity (so you don't fight back). Live! Artistry in motion. Optimistic pessimism. & pessimistic optimism. (The ouroboros of dread.) Spread light (to blind them). And still, you're in my way. Always, fiending for peace. Puttin' others to deep hypnosis, dark trance... (Amassing loyals... guhh watch out for Kool-Aid, kiddos.) For what? When? For the downfall. References then dystopian dreamstate future end zones, like they're home away from home (we're waiting). Romanticizing, (This fuckin' idealist)... too often. Wishing, wanting... (Just when sense has lost it)... It's getting perfect. (We're there!)... Weirdly perfect! Dark, majestic, gregarious, effervescent, and smotheringly vivacious. In the lightened possibilities of seizing and winning at life! With all our own strengths! Like freakin' magic..! (Bippity boppity! Obliterate!) At least in thoughts, ideas. Be ballin'. (It's all we are inside, don't need cults or mobbing... yet.) Always fiending for peace. Speaks, puts others into a hypnotic trance of light and looove. And I'm like. Why you gotta be so transparent? (Yiiikes haaa agh) What kinda love. Is you recruiting? (Sister wives? Minions? Pass!) Are you a drinking slipping too-sies? 'Cuz I might have a large blunt object just dying to meet your head. Must do. (Boo!) "Love your life, love thyself." We are all here now. "Be amazing." Be you. "Be happy or else." Or.....else!

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