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von Lickshot

LICKSHOT
You know the name, Yeah we came and ripped the Scabs off
So sick of the same old sounds on the Same Songs
They shotting test tube tunes
Formulated to fatten the pockets of the suits
THIS ONE
Is for those that oppose and just listen
To the underground sounds and keep it different
Staying true to what it means
Never replicated, like its made of plasticine

Be what you are, Do what you want
POWER DOWN
Pull out the fuse and power down
Be what you are, Do what you want
POWER DOWN
Rip out the fuse and power down
AI, Rising in the world today (Rise today)
Now the computer′s are taking our pay...


Take your zeros and ones
'Cause they just kill the fun
Round them up, load the gun
Fire straight at the sun
Why the fuck would you fake
What a brain could have done?
No need to remake all the
SAME OLD SONGS
So, be what you are
And do what you want, (POWER DOWN)
Before it′s too late to return
A dream now corrupted
A simulation
A ghost in the machine
A SOLD OUT SOUL...

FLATLINE
There's no heart in this art made by AI
It will never last, or surpass all the great minds
Reset the eyes and calibrate
Barricade
Suffocate
Shut it down and Vaccinate
THIS ONE
Is breaking the mold as we take over the mission
Delete the code, rip out the fuse, Shutdown the system
It's time to cut the straps loose
No digital shackles like we′re trapped in a zoo...


Defibrillation done but it won′t start
Stuck in the machine, human beings in a coma
Wired up, Fired up, Bots taking over
Nothing but a vessel, Just the dreams of a chauffer
Yeah, and now we're keeping it true
Licking shots in the simulation breaking it through
So, Take those zeros and ones, and fire straight at the sun
′Cause there's no need to remake all the same old songs
So POWER DOWN...
POWER DOWN...
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
POWER DOWN!

Be what you are, Do what you want
POWER DOWN
...Do what you want
AI, Rising in the world today (Rise to...)
Now the computer′s are taking our pay

Take your zeros and ones
'Cause they just kill the fun
Round them up, load the gun
Fire straight at the sun
Why the fuck would you fake
What a brain could have done?
No need to remake all the
SAME OLD SONGS
So, be what you are
And do what you want, (POWER DOWN)
Before it′s too late to return
A dream now corrupted
A simulation
A ghost in the machine
A SOLD OUT SOUL

R.I.P