it's the dawn of an era of no decisions
and disposable goods that are made with precision
if you're gonna make a run for it, do it quietly
you'd make a terrible narc, and i mean that nicely
there's no color that can mask the shade of shit you're in
i'm afraid of the future shock
was it the sound of an ancient machine from under
or the grinding of teeth you mistook for thunder?
chemicals swimming like a fish inside her
can i get you a glass of what passes for water?
there's no color that can mask the shade of shit you're in
i'm afraid of the future shock
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