cyclops psyops Songtext
von Trash Panda

Why don′t we go get lost in the city
Fuck around find something to break
There's an energy I need to vent
Been building up these past few days
Why don′t we throw off all our heavy burdens
Fuck around get caught in the rain
I kind of like being stuck with you
You're not as daft as those other fools

I get it
I get just what you mean
I'm thirty-three and kind of bored of everything
Doesn′t matter
Let′s go get high on the beach
Leave our years and our tears in the sea

Why does it seem like all my favorite people
Feel estranged from the ways of the world
There's an energy in every word
Underwriting every smile′s curve


I get it
I get just what you mean
Blacked out at mangos
Really feels like twenty-three
Aren't you tired
Watching the world spin around
Spilling whiskey and coke on the floor

Bleed to share
No one cares
The thought of what′s down the road
Makes me want to die
But I'll try to live


I get it
I get just what you mean
Already read it in a psyop magazine
Doesn′t matter
Seems like we all feel the same
And we all shoulder blame for the fall
I get it
I get just what you mean
Now you can sell it to the NSA for free
You get it
You get just what I mean
Now you can take it to the statehouse or the street
Yeah you get it
You you you get it
Ah I get it