Name: Part II (Waking Up)
Duration: P00H01M52S
Description: From Wyatt Furtherton's solo album "Unknown Circuitry".

Part II (Waking Up)

from 40PF by Forty Psychic Frames

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From Wyatt Furtherton's solo album "Unknown Circuitry".

lyrics

Wyatt:
I've got human hands, human glands, human legs to stand, and a robot head programmed by a mad man.
My first breath was beside a dead man;
all that I saw was a gun in his hand.
Waste can make me fake the taste.
"Don't you hate the way your head makes your neck chafe?"
Born from screws, that's S-C-R-U-S, through and through with cold soul, no clues.
The diagram maps me out: just capacitors and LEDs for a mouth.
The pages torn from my book are blank
and the heat sinks deep in blood stained grout.
The sea can't feel me
because I'd die from the rust and trust that death brings R.I.P.
So I put on this bag (it's paper)
and you're singing,
“That's so sad!”
There are flaws
and good lord I can't find the cause.
Not with Faust or a shotgun in my jaws.
Everyday I read
and every tree will fall before me
I get sick counting to infinity.
I've fallen F-I-F tee stories high.
I see everything broke in perfect symmetry.
(Side note - this shit is confessional. Head back, watch what you think is professional.)
It's just a matter of time
before I take this fake ass life of mine with a nine.
But where's the rest of us?
They must've been crushed when I first woke up.
And I won't choke up
because I'm man-made
and my life's already lost.
Every breath ends with death as the cost.
It must be just
when it's all just part of
waking up.