Lane Derbyshire - Untitled Dec 10, 2024, 132AM

Mage—duel, coldwave—fusion, glitch—sfx, violent, hype man—arcade, circuit—bent—lazer, glitchwave, dubstep, male—voice, dubstep, cyberspacebass, barbershop, vaporpunk, cyberfunk, sinister—catchy, 2025

[Verse]
Partially hard to see without the prescription.
Spectacles, specials, episodes, receptacles,
Imploding on ethical, sensible truths,
Unknowing, unlearning, inevitable flukes.
Imploding, forgoing, forgettable youths,
Respectable, regrettable, reset it all. Oops.
Relentable—dudes.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! An oops, an opps, an oops!)
(Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! Anne-oops, anne-opps, anne-oops!)
(Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! And oops, and opps, and oops!)

[Chorus]
Pretend it’s all proof of the smooth and recluse.
Bad attitudes, acts of uncouth, massive adaptive
Fractions intact, factual, actually trackable plans too—vamoose.

[Hook]
Sorry to boring, ignoring the warnings,
Snoring asleep on the flooring, a deep sort of pouring out.
Keep on resorting to rewound adoring, sleep sound,
Cavorting, found roaring, aloft and aloof. (Oh, what can we do?)

[Verse]
Oh, what can we do? (For you, for you, for you.)
To come through the illusions that you’ve been
Entombed in, institutions of convoluted misuse,
Taken for granted, every chance to
Be more than ever expected of you.
Good lord, the rants—dude, the hesitant moves, all
Demand hoops to jump and land through.

[Chorus: Emotional Explosion]
Sorry to boring, ignoring the warnings,
Snoring asleep on the flooring, a deep sort of pouring out.
Keep on resorting to rewound adoring, sleep sound,
Cavorting, found roaring, aloft and aloof. (Oh, what can we do today?)

It’s a terrible, terrible pain.
This was careful, aware of the shame.
This situation—sick dislocation, slick invocation.
Joystick, amazement, dare we break the ice away from
Anxious conversations? (The painted seas.)

Pretend it’s sweet proof of the smooth and recluse.
Bad attitudes, acts of uncouth, massive adaptive
Fractions intact, factual, actually trackable plans too—vamoose.

[Bridge]
Justification, actualization, practical statements,
Apologetic and sacred, soaked in close iteration.
Focused dissertation, to the ways one’s made the changes,
To the liminal, latent, little libations,
Incidental cascades when the façade fades away—man.

[Hook: Solo]
It’s a terrible, terrible shame.
It’s a parable laced in refrain.
It’s unbearable, scarce little waste,
Comparable only to the truth—
Charitable, invisible, reparable, plans moved.

[Outro]
(Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! An oops, an opps, an oops!)
(Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! Anne-oops, anne-opps, anne-oops!)
(Vamoose, vamoose,

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[Intro] It’s a terrible, terrible shame. This was careful, aware of the blame. This situation—sick dislocation, slick innovation. Joystick, played station, dare we break the ice away from (The parting seas.) [Verse] Partially hard to see without the prescription. Spectacles, specials, episodes, receptacles, Imploding on ethical, sensible truths, Unknowing, unlearning, inevitable flukes. Imploding, forgoing, forgettable youths, Respectable, regrettable, reset it all. Oops. Relentable—dudes. [Pre-Chorus] (Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! An oops, an opps, an oops!) (Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! Anne-oops, anne-opps, anne-oops!) (Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! And oops, and opps, and oops!) [Chorus] Pretend it’s all proof of the smooth and recluse. Bad attitudes, acts of uncouth, massive adaptive Fractions intact, factual, actually trackable plans too—vamoose. [Hook] Sorry to boring, ignoring the warnings, Snoring asleep on the flooring, a deep sort of pouring out. Keep on resorting to rewound adoring, sleep sound, Cavorting, found roaring, aloft and aloof. (Oh, what can we do?) [Verse] Oh, what can we do? (For you, for you, for you.) To come through the illusions that you’ve been Entombed in, institutions of convoluted misuse, Taken for granted, every chance to Be more than ever expected of you. Good lord, the rants—dude, the hesitant moves, all Demand hoops to jump and land through. [Pre-Chorus] (Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! An oops, an opps, an oops!) (Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! Anne-oops, anne-opps, anne-oops!) (Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! And oops, and opps, and oops!) [Chorus: Emotional Explosion] Sorry to boring, ignoring the warnings, Snoring asleep on the flooring, a deep sort of pouring out. Keep on resorting to rewound adoring, sleep sound, Cavorting, found roaring, aloft and aloof. (Oh, what can we do today?) It’s a terrible, terrible pain. This was careful, aware of the shame. This situation—sick dislocation, slick invocation. Joystick, amazement, dare we break the ice away from Anxious conversations? (The painted seas.) Pretend it’s sweet proof of the smooth and recluse. Bad attitudes, acts of uncouth, massive adaptive Fractions intact, factual, actually trackable plans too—vamoose. [Bridge] Justification, actualization, practical statements, Apologetic and sacred, soaked in close iteration. Focused dissertation, to the ways one’s made the changes, To the liminal, latent, little libations, Incidental cascades when the façade fades away—man. [Hook: Solo] It’s a terrible, terrible shame. It’s a parable laced in refrain. It’s unbearable, scarce little waste, Comparable only to the truth— Charitable, invisible, reparable, plans moved. [Outro] (Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! An oops, an opps, an oops!) (Vamoose, vamoose, vamoose, damn you, damn dude! Anne-oops, anne-opps, anne-oops!) (Vamoose, vamoose,

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