MP3 
Onii-chan, so nande kibi shi sachiku sensou nori kiri da?
Same change no part fit the jigsaw
Forced into place end up poor in fortune at the mix up
New place, face stored in a mason jar
Open the lid end up pumped up full of black tar
Brush stroke deep branch gone like a victim
Bust, end up killing Peter Parker in a stick up
Man down pressed turn spider to vapor
Banked under paper Abandon the bus
Circled cloud of haze I’m lost in for days
Unfazed, hooked in strapped up to the matrix
Tiles stick the image of the canvas that you base in
Process dumb, still flawed when you’re tracing
Circled cloud of haze I’m lost in for days
Unfazed, hooked in strapped up to the matrix
Tiles stick the image of the canvas that you base in
Process dumb, still flawed when you’re tracing
Nice genes, won’t you come a little closer
You’re pockets are pretty, fuck it, won’t you open them up and invite me
Jack the style in advance and then leave it awful empty
Guess that the process will put Rembrandt in a box in the attic
Proud of that route that I go, still end up back where I came from
Proud of that route that I go, still end up back where I came from
Circled cloud of haze I’m lost in for days
Unfazed, hooked in strapped up to the matrix
Tiles stick the image of the canvas that you base in
Process dumb, still flawed when you’re tracing
Circled cloud of haze I’m lost in for days
Unfazed, hooked in strapped up to the matrix
Tiles stick the image of the canvas that you base in
Process dumb, still flawed when you’re tracing
