All people want to be gods. Unfortunately some do not recognize the impossibility of it

Control alt delete you
Now press any key to continue
I've got parables
The unattainables to you

Deletions delete you
Fishes to feed you
To hang you high by the knees
Hang you high by the trees
(The flash, the wings, the sun)

I've got chicken wire
And I've got piano wire
I've got method
The unattainables to you

You
I see right through you
You
I see right through you
You you you
I've got fishes to feed you
You you you
I've got fishes to feed you

Feed you from the bucket
Hang you from the trees
Feed you from the bucket
Hang you from the trees

The sun is uncontrollable, unforgiving. With the sun you can't shape and sculpt reality

Have you left me your pliers
For bent back desires to find a routine?
A simple repair
But it's the simple that scares me
And finds me the weak
And your halting reminders
Just run me into something still
Run with the leaves
I shield out the glare
And get fit for my chair
As I shake off my feet
Yeah the research can end
Won't be wrong be again
Yeah, the research can end
Won't be wrong again
No, the research can end


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