Edward Scissortongue - Any Infrastructure lyrics

d**h becomes her The final fleshy stumbler A Midas touch The final sirens darkest sides amongst her Brighter moments fade to black She snorted back the last line of the rap Powder warped her mind and caused her arms to flail and flap No more of that But plenty more of every other form of sadomasochism breeding in this portal back to back Blacker than the Taurus maps we hoarded in the dull glow of the TV, dim light flickers in this awful flat (Heads down) Underwater torture caught in all the forms we ordered into lists to sort to wane out the glitches in our formula A mess of numbers, void and punctured algorithms Rarely built in straight lines like our movements in the town we lived in Count the chimneys, count the victims Life of VHS on half speed squealing slowly through a rented picture Settle in, prepare for winter And celebrate the times we shared before our walkways fractured, tore and splintered Your list of lies were harmless never crystallized And targets ever shifting Resistors in this circuit forming intelligence so artificial So irrelevant, so artificial Load the bullet, spin the barrel, pa** the pistol Lonely are mornings here to swim alone, in search of life Something so forgetful when you live alone, just let it go Let the filthy current of the undertow, light your way, away you float, so morbid in the match-head glow It's dreamy, so dreamy on the floodplains Tramadol and morphine make for interstellar runways One sin, checkmate No stops, no way Someday, some say Co-stars, gun play To thrive within uncharted jurisdictions, each'd sacrifice and nominate a body part and list them That way you can never live to see, speak, walk, or listen in the knowledge that the others doing well when you're not with them So sacrificial, it's so sacrificial The way the sails glow the light upon the burning vessel It's so symptomatic, it's so symptomatic The way the water laps below the burning undercarriage It's so sacrificial, so sacrificial We gave a bail of water away before the lightning hit you It's so symptomatic, it's so symptomatic You ever think we had it? We never had it Like fire and ash breeding in my heart and soul Inside the bruised and battered, black and blue could have her ,snaps and groans Only time will tell, so let her in And try to find a hint of flesh inside her metal limbs Like fire and ash, the final throws Unrelenting downward spirals of the life you chose Only time will tell, so let her in And crunch the numbers till the harlot tells you everything