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New Academics - Digital Monuments текст песни

Исполнитель: New Academics

альбом: Growler Front


Hey there strutting peacock, with your display of opinions
Foul feathers flapping raise more racket than a coop full of chickens
You may feel relevant, as if you've got the world's ear
But this new era's about talking, no-one's really there to hear
The ceaseless buzzing you emit, a constant stream of steaming shit
Through the pipe shoved up your rectum making permanent connection
To a host of social platforms which you splatter with rank lukewarm
Uninformed effluent, your lasting digital monument
Press disconnect and slowly exhale
Mental relief, your thoughts cease to flail around
Make no sound, feel the silence rolling in, settling upon your skin
In soothing waves, that primal placenta
Pulls feet to earth, they reconnect with the
Soil you stand on, pride abandoned
Bask in the magnificence of your insignificance
In ages past, sages used art and philosophy
To express their evolved thoughts utterly eloquently
You see this process takes time, blood, sweat and tears
Which filters out much of the noise currently filling our ears
I know it's hard not to have your every rumination heard
Restraining those itchy fingers as they twitch and burn
Birthing premature thoughts, stillborn onto the boards
Press disconnect and slowly exhale
Mental relief, your thoughts cease to flail around
Make no sound, feel the silence rolling in, settling upon your skin
In soothing waves, that primal placenta
Pulls feet to earth, they reconnect with the
Soil you stand on, pride abandoned
Bask in the magnificence of your insignificance
The silence soaks into your core, its desolate score
Swells and soars behind eyelids, the chorus lifts
Lashes to let outside waves in, a tumbling
Torrential cacophony, reality
Every time you sally forth into these public domains
Others will sit in judgement, taking note of the inane
Chunks of text that you spew out into plain view
Careful sidesteps keep your illiterate emissions off their shoes
Spell-check people, it's really not tough
Since you're already online, you can easily look it up
Communication is the art-form of idea transactions
When you engage with least effort it's crystal clear you're just a claxon
Press disconnect and slowly exhale
Mental relief, your thoughts cease to flail around
Make no sound, feel the silence rolling in, settling upon your skin
In soothing waves, that primal placenta
Pulls feet to earth, they reconnect with the
Soil you stand on, pride abandoned
Bask in the magnificence of your insignificance

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