Connective Tissue (feat. Ms.BOAN)

Carbon unit obsolete, Astronaut goes trick or treat.

History doesn't repeat it just rhymes like a lazy athlete.

Tell me how I'm wrong.

Please by all means sing this song.

We've got two left broken hands and two wrong feet made of dead meat.

Get beat up on the street, Fuck Off buttons aren't all that neat.

Now two and two can't add to blue.

Connect the tissue.

Time machines are so far away.

Battery rhyme clears the highway.

Thoughts and prayers said all damn day.

The'll fuck you but only halfway.

Hauntology reheats dead meat. Dump in back seat, beat off off beat.

Pretend shit smells oh so sweet, close the eyes and stop the heartbeat.

Mom watched us all cheat and cheat, pretend we are oh so neat.

Oops control-alt-delete and tell me how it's bittersweet.