Sadistik - Higher Brain Lyrics
I could never understand what it’s like to failUntil I read it on the faces of the lovers I impaledSo here’s another nail, go teeter on a scaleOf the weight that’s never really worth the tears upon the trailStalemating rituals are just a medicine that gotThe population thinking they can be connected when they’re notI got a lot of inhibitions, insecurities, and criticsIn addition to a conscience that could murder me in minutesMinutes, minutes, welcome to the gates of HellI really hope you get a chance to finish finishTell them all the things you felt and maybe they’ll be sympatheticRight before you hang yourself and listen, listenI’m gonna bite the hand that feeds until I masticateAnd make it live in me a symphony that dance in acid rainIt’s like I’m alone inside a little winterGetting bitter from the frigid shivers when I think and paint the saddest facesFuneral arrangements juxtaposed with all the beautiful bouquets it’s difficult nowTo a more basic love and hopes when only you alone face it if I fall downDown down on luck I hope it’s temporary some psychosisI bet that the sun exploded years ago but we don’t know itKristoff KraneSummers are getting hotter, the winters are getting colderThe Internet’s taking over and it’s time to set sailFEMA camps, 9/11, obsession with materialismshit in the food, television chemtrailsWho isn’t aware? Cause of you I’m scared to admitWe’re living in a prison so let’s set bailI met a 70-year-old woman in OhioWho know all about it, it was reassuring, exhaleNow take a deep breath, eject secretsBe the next creature to adapt – be wellWe fell like a phoenix when we were meant to riseUp from the ashes but didn’t listen to the seashellsBe careful when you’re high as hell cause Heaven’s running lowPrepare for the final blow, I hope your eyes are openOpiate of the masses leaking all over, take it or leave, treat it like you need itDoubt it or believe it, tip your big hand back over my soul thenOpen up your little mouth and eat it eat itTrying to tell me the only way for me to beat itWas to be it but now I see that I’m sick of being seasickSo I stick with the scenic route, I mean it now like a teenage smileAnd my higher brain is looking down on meI can look at my reflection and still hide my faceThere’s an opening but there’s no dopamineIt’s just my higher brain looking down on me
