I shoot my fix in with a metronome needle and now it's kicked in

It's not an addiction, I got a legitimate prescription

Only time I touch the ground is when I slip and fall down

Which isn't often

So if you see me walking help me up

'Cause those broadband subscribers get pissed at low bandwidth wires

My ocean's full of pirates

Abusing my kindness

All I want's a good life with no regrets but God damn it

I'm bored and there's nothing ever new on this planet

And my psychic killed herself

She never saw it coming

Is there music in my head or is it this guitar I'm strumming?

Like an actual factual dictionary ritual

This fictional fantasy's falling faster than Mach3 cuts vocals chords with no shaving cream

Everything I've said makes no sense

Until you change the tense

Future first person past participle existence

I always wondered why these wires wound round me

I'm the Internet mainframe brain stem

And I know shit about your family

I'm here to make a donation to the Salvation Army

Here's my cares and my worries

It was all I had on me

And take the shirt off my back

The brand name was branding me like a branding iron

Was given a brand new attitude but took it back

Exchanged it for a multitude of antidotes for heart attacks

Now my irregular beats are off my chest and on my tracks

Everything we've ever done communicated over phone jacks

And wire taps dance into your home so watch your back



Computer

Why don't you get back in line?

Hey junior

What's up with those crazy rhymes?



I shoot my fix in with a metronome needle and now it's kicked in

It's not an addiction, I only do it when I start twitching

Add "ashes" to the vocab

When I extinguish f