We're all gettin outta here alive
No need to Save face when the Truth is on our side
Where individuals are reduced to bite sized sound bites
Over muffled cries
Chloroform in a wipe over mouth goodnight
Sweet dreams where the hell have we been
Expanding the galaxy from inside our PC screens
Chewing through evolution overload
And hardly know the ropes Haunted by unholy ghosts
Just Floatin in our heads above an ocean of unknown terrain
Broken homes line the streets for the parade
Of pissed off misfits sticking blades in the dead horse twist it
Killin this charade like the grinch of Christmas
To Shift this planet giz some nails and a hammer
Man I'll crucify myself but only do it for the pageant
Snake oil don't boil down to ease my disease
Or to keep it entertained or quarantined so I'm leaving the screen

CHORUS

Cause I got to free my spirit
From the screen
First You got to free your spirit
Right on
N now we learn to feed our spirits
So let's bleed this gimmick
N put the meat in a skillet
And feast

Open the door to a room Ive sort of been before
To See from angles outside of the web im weaved in all done
By comin clean off the screen and it's dream like drug effect
By tugging at the lead of this fiend
That devours each n every mediocre meme
And morsel of awfully hollow filler for the inbetweens
Geeze Many parts of I are intertwined with the hive mind
That I can't disconnect in wet cement on my timeline
Check
Were all attached by a psychic tether
Tying us together like spirals of hyphened letters
Tuned in round the clock like never nothing to digest
Megabytes for supper and gigabytes breakfast
Excess
Down it with a grain of salt
But instead of (getting ) a pot belly the brain gets clogged
Who knows when to put it down
Take a fuckin look around
Everybody's hooked Time i learnt how to go without Awhile