[00:00.000] 作曲 : Sprain[00:01.986][Intro][00:02.140]This song's to ear as candiru’s to cock[00:08.528]The bland display elicits beige response[00:19.866]Regurgitated talking points for a like-minded audience[00:30.445]Ad nauseam[00:31.664][00:37.199][Verse 1][00:38.992]Adopt a posture[00:43.884]Apply aggression[00:48.460]The moon still came out tonight[00:51.147]I haven't changed anything[00:57.882]Candles all go out[01:02.683]Breath abandons lung[01:07.089]The waves still push and pull[01:11.264]Still you haven't changed anything[01:16.586]The tired lines of us[01:21.328]With ashen foreheads[01:25.843]Remember you are dust[01:29.410]And to dust you shall return[01:32.181][01:36.843][Chorus][01:40.617]Some cosmic satirist[01:44.885]With space as page and stars as ink[01:50.569]Kills off your character[01:55.441]Still the inspiration drips[01:59.832][02:00.139][Verse 2][02:00.494]Sit in a circle[02:05.448]Naked and eager[02:10.216]We all take turns pretending[02:14.386]We say anything important[02:15.735]Learn to tell the difference[02:24.014]Between white noise and applause[02:29.344]A universal eye roll[02:34.176]And how we all tire of[02:40.094]My masquerading[02:43.799]As an "artist"[02:48.218]The sun cares not for "art"[02:51.809]It will rise and fall regardless[02:54.932][02:57.666][Chorus][02:57.854]There is no message of the profound[03:02.011]In any top from which I spout[03:05.795]A jargon-cum-monument built with self in mind[03:10.207]Mosaic of erections rise in perfect sync with jurisdiction[03:18.289]Or lack thereof[03:21.145]The influence[03:24.283]A serpent swallowing its tail[03:26.968]An endless loop[03:29.045]There is no old, young, in between[03:32.590]Just flesh in constant state of change[03:36.896]There is no reason for this song[03:41.132]The impetus is blossomed on instinct’s pink, electric soil[03:49.669]History is luxury[03:53.685]A serpent swallowing its tail[03:57.796]An endless loop[03:58.958][03:59.396][Instrumental Break][04:50.575][04:51.237][Outro][05:20.216]After "blank" years of eyes shut, stumbling[05:23.683]There's one thing I've come to understand[05:27.430]How bought and sold you are[05:30.715]How bought and sold I am[05:34.182]With bland, adult geometry[05:38.428]The self strung flaccid between two states suspended[05:44.627]Each limb tied onto a different horse[05:48.469]That which once showed me its bed[05:52.231]Now shows me the door[05:53.933]Foul jest in passing[05:59.018]So stop me if you've heard this one:[06:02.798]"My thoughts on faux expression[06:05.220]For lack of a more eloquent term[06:09.280]The capital speaks now[06:12.388]In faked orgasm smirk"[06:16.327]Save applause for the end[06:20.164]A circle has none