I think with my eyes cemented
to a flickering screen.
A thirty second segment, fragmented.
Programmed behind the masks.
And what do I absorb?
A question never asked.
I'll never be in control
of this constant intake
of visual attacks.
I cannot take time to process
while these images still bombard me.
Say goodbye to the floor beneath me,
there's no way your rope could reach me.
Bite the hand that needs you,
smash the screen that feeds you.
Biting the hand, smashing the screen.
And finally
I slipped out of the satellite's reach,
to come a long way from
a corrupt program leech.
I think with my eyes,
I think with my eyes,
I think with my eyes opened
and closed at the same time.
to a flickering screen.
A thirty second segment, fragmented.
Programmed behind the masks.
And what do I absorb?
A question never asked.
I'll never be in control
of this constant intake
of visual attacks.
I cannot take time to process
while these images still bombard me.
Say goodbye to the floor beneath me,
there's no way your rope could reach me.
Bite the hand that needs you,
smash the screen that feeds you.
Biting the hand, smashing the screen.
And finally
I slipped out of the satellite's reach,
to come a long way from
a corrupt program leech.
I think with my eyes,
I think with my eyes,
I think with my eyes opened
and closed at the same time.
Lyrics submitted by Hypothermic_Allergy
Programmed Behind Lyrics as written by John Robert Conners Stephen Brodsky
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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This probably has something to do with tv and how evil it apparently is.