PSA

by Solid Hex

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released April 30, 2017

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Track Name: When The Blood Hits The Ceiling
Bet your money on frankenstein
Hear its heartbeat underneath the slime
Never born but never less alive
He'll never be identified

You say that life has no meaning
So suck it up, numb it up
Soul fading
When the blood hits the ceiling
Suck it up, numb it up
Playing god and gotten bored
Playing god and gotten bored

Bet your money on frankenstein
Bet he's useful once he's untwined
Grab your tools and stay behind your guise
Human rights ain't genocide

You say that life has no meaning
So suck it up, numb it up
Soul fading
When the blood hits the ceiling
Suck it up, numb it up
Playing god and gotten bored
Playing god and gotten bored
Track Name: Evil Eye
They loom at the drive in
They're on the horizon
Make nests from crazy bones
Blame advertisers
You shame sympathizer
Pop will never leave you alone

I don't think much about it
Get high on acclaim but can't fly a kite
I don't care much about it
Reverse paparazzi gives you the evil eye

Explode like a geyser l
With sex a divisor
Speechin' in monotone
There's smoke where there's fire
But you're none the wiser
As freedom's sucked through your phone

I don't think much about it
Get high on acclaim but can't fly a kite
I don't care much about it
Reverse paparazzi gives you the evil eye
Track Name: PSA
I flew in the jacklight
Down and out but never out of sight
Rue, blame, and snake bites
You ain't got nothing ever good to say

You're running just to make them wait
Cut off your nose to spite your face
And now you know your luck won't change
By whining, dance in circles
You don't know what to do

I turned on the tv last night
Our leader's failed us, so why does he think he's god?
Blame shame and brake lights
I know that i don't know nothing, but hey

You're running just to make them wait
Cut off your nose to spite your face
And now your bed is made
From bullshit battlegrounds
Where no fight's won cause there's no crown
I don't know

I see myself in you
And I can't look at you
Psychoactive street armageddon