Deadmau5 - Professional Griefers Lyrics
I like the sound of the broken piecesI like the lights that assign where she sitsWe got machines but the kids got JesusWe like to move like we both don't need thisGod can’t hear you, they won't find youWatch them build a friend just like youMorning Sickness, XYZTeenage Girls with ESPGimme the sound to seeAnother world outside that’s full ofAll the broken things that I madeJust give me a life to pleaAnother world outside that’s full ofAll the awful things that I madeWe like to dance but the dead go fasterTurn up the slam and a barcode blasterWe want the cash or the junk you’re afterRise up control for the mixtape masterSelf-correction, mass dissectionDeath squad brats are in detentionMorning sickness, XYZBoys with bombs in NMACompliancy, special casingsPhotographs that I’m erasingPhono slots with pixel screensGirls with guns on LSDSelf-infraction, mass destructionProgrammed for the final functionLab Rat King, rescue teamSave me from the next lifeGimme the sound, to seeAnother world outside that’s full ofAll the broken things that I madeJust give me a life to pleaAnother world outside that’s full ofAll the awful things that I made‘Cause we are the last diseaseAnother broken life that’s full ofAll the awful things that I madeAnd we got the eyes to seeAnother broken life that’s full ofAll the awful things that I made.
