ßરλίɴ ɖλɴȻε (featuring The Badfatler)

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⚠️  BRAIN DANCE  ⚠️
     (featuring The Badfatler)

🔈🔉🔊🔉🔈

̹͖̈́͑̋͑͑L̀ ̣̝́Y͇̚ ͉̜͌R̞̟͌̊̾̋ ͎͕̦ͫ̊̊ͨ͑I̗ ͓̩C͕͓̝͑̈̉̋̒ ̮̪̈S̖̜͚̽

C.R.T. flicker 
       in a blanket-fort dawn.
               Dial-up singin’ 
while the Full House yawned.
         Myspace messages 
              quoting a tune.
          Golden Eye nights, 
        Slappers-only in June.

Sidekick hinge 
        with the tactile clack.
                  T9 prayers 
       under covers out back.
                Top-8 drama 
           startin' digital wars.
           Lime Wire wraiths 
      on the family room floor.

I’m Alone in the Dark,
     Lonely Glow on my Back.
         Hands Full of Shards,
           I Flip open my Mac.
        I'm Scannin' my Scars,
           I Tighten the Strap.
        I'm quick to click Start
  On my favorite Brain Dance!

Overclocked pulse; 
             four on the floor!
              Scanlines whip, 
    gimme twenty volts more!
       Chromed-out thunder 
       down the spinal track!
             Bit-rate flooding, 
        full on neuron attack!
              White out flash
       "Let the baseline bite!"
               Hard reset joy 
   "in the strobe of the night!"
          Locked in the loop 
    "till the world goes black!"
      Jack me in, Jack me in; 
       "Don’t bring me back!"

I Float into Space, 
             Froze into Place.
    A Cellular Demonstration
    from my Toes to my Face.
    I'm Synthetically Pathetic!
         and No! I won't wait...
           so Rip Me Up doc,
     I got a Dragon to Chase!

The rig fits my face 
         like it's a second skin.
     Haptics etchin' highways 
 where my nerves have been.
            I trade real hands 
      for a phantom embrace.
         Just to chase a rush;
         I need synthetic lace.

Room tone louder 
         than anything sweet.
            Stale light poolin' 
           at my tangled feet.
              I say “last time” 
    to the glass and the cord;
     knowing full well I mean 
          “one more reward.”

𝐼 𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓎
𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝐼 𝒷𝓊𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉.
𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊
             𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓈...
                𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒...

𝑀𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇
    𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒; 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉
                     𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉.

𝐼 
                     𝓈𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓁𝓁 
                  𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 
                  𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 
      𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝑜𝒷𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽 𝒾𝓈 
                 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓇...
      𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓈 
                  𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇...

𝒩𝑒𝓊𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝓅𝓇𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 
   𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓅𝒶𝓎.

𝐼'𝓂 𝒻𝓁𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝒿𝑜𝓎 
          𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝑒;
      𝐼𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 
              𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎.

𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑒𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑒𝓈.
         𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒...
                                     𝐿𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓎.

𝐼 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝓊𝓅𝑔𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 
           𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓂𝓅𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈.

𝐼 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉.

𝐼 𝒷𝑜𝑜𝓀𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒 
                  𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒. 
              𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀 
                    "𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉"

......𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉.

Ȩ̸̪̯̗̘̥̣̲̣̣͍͚͙̥̩́̀̈̆͑ N̸̡̧͕͙̼̻̳̦̪̞̯͎̦͓̏̒͌͑͒͊̾͌̑̅̕͝ͅ Ḑ̷̮̳̣̟͉͋͗̓̕͜

Thanks for listening
     and I hope you enjoyed!
                 Music is Life,
                    Live Free.

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⚠️ BRAIN DANCE ⚠️ (featuring The Badfatler) 🔈🔉🔊🔉🔈 ̹͖̈́͑̋͑͑L̀ ̣̝́Y͇̚ ͉̜͌R̞̟͌̊̾̋ ͎͕̦ͫ̊̊ͨ͑I̗ ͓̩C͕͓̝͑̈̉̋̒ ̮̪̈S̖̜͚̽ C.R.T. flicker in a blanket-fort dawn. Dial-up singin’ while the Full House yawned. Myspace messages quoting a tune. Golden Eye nights, Slappers-only in June. Sidekick hinge with the tactile clack. T9 prayers under covers out back. Top-8 drama startin' digital wars. Lime Wire wraiths on the family room floor. I’m Alone in the Dark, Lonely Glow on my Back. Hands Full of Shards, I Flip open my Mac. I'm Scannin' my Scars, I Tighten the Strap. I'm quick to click Start On my favorite Brain Dance! Overclocked pulse; four on the floor! Scanlines whip, gimme twenty volts more! Chromed-out thunder down the spinal track! Bit-rate flooding, full on neuron attack! White out flash "Let the baseline bite!" Hard reset joy "in the strobe of the night!" Locked in the loop "till the world goes black!" Jack me in, Jack me in; "Don’t bring me back!" I Float into Space, Froze into Place. A Cellular Demonstration from my Toes to my Face. I'm Synthetically Pathetic! and No! I won't wait... so Rip Me Up doc, I got a Dragon to Chase! The rig fits my face like it's a second skin. Haptics etchin' highways where my nerves have been. I trade real hands for a phantom embrace. Just to chase a rush; I need synthetic lace. Room tone louder than anything sweet. Stale light poolin' at my tangled feet. I say “last time” to the glass and the cord; knowing full well I mean “one more reward.” I’m Alone in the Dark, Lonely Glow on my Back. Hands Full of Shards, I Flip open my Mac. I'm Scannin' my Scars, I Tighten the Strap. I'm quick to click Start On my favorite Brain Dance! Overclocked pulse; four on the floor! Scanlines whip, gimme twenty volts more! Chromed-out thunder down the spinal track! Bit-rate flooding, full on neuron attack! White out flash "Let the baseline bite!" Hard reset joy "in the strobe of the night!" Locked in the loop "till the world goes black!" Jack me in, Jack me in; "Don’t bring me back!" I Float into Space, Froze into Place. A Cellular Demonstration from my Toes to my Face. I'm Synthetically Pathetic! and No! I won't wait... so Rip Me Up doc, I got a Dragon to Chase! 𝐼 𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓎 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝐼 𝒷𝓊𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓈... 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒... 𝑀𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒; 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉. 𝐼 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝑜𝒷𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓇... 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇... 𝒩𝑒𝓊𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝓅𝓇𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓅𝒶𝓎. 𝐼'𝓂 𝒻𝓁𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝒿𝑜𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝑒; 𝐼𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎. 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑒𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑒𝓈. 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒... 𝐿𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓎. 𝐼 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝓊𝓅𝑔𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓂𝓅𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈. 𝐼 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉. 𝐼 𝒷𝑜𝑜𝓀𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀 "𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉" ......𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉. Ȩ̸̪̯̗̘̥̣̲̣̣͍͚͙̥̩́̀̈̆͑ N̸̡̧͕͙̼̻̳̦̪̞̯͎̦͓̏̒͌͑͒͊̾͌̑̅̕͝ͅ Ḑ̷̮̳̣̟͉͋͗̓̕͜ Thanks for listening and I hope you enjoyed! Music is Life, Live Free. © 2025 The Weeping Reaper & The Badfatler All rights reserved

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