
Date of issue: 31.03.2014
Record label: Relapse
Song language: English
Sleeper Agent |
Reality’s wilting around me |
Words turn to liquid |
And run from of the pages of books |
My dreams are all stock footage |
Skipping and twitching, stuck on repeat |
And the official channels are all going silent |
No more vapid assurances |
No alarms, no surprises |
Just colorless light and featureless sound |
Blemishing everything |
Reality is wilting around me |
And my wetware is drying up |
So I squeeze myself into wires |
And course through the copper to |
The cone of the speaker |
And ride a shudder through the air |
Until I slide into your head |
Where I cut through the wax |
And caress the little bones |
Oh, I’m coming close now |
Oh, I’m coming close now |
I gently part the tiny hairs |
And plant a serrated shard |
Between the dusky folds within |
A stowaway from a wilted world |
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