Song Lyrics
And their s always a messiah, and your phone know s more about you
disguised as holy guru
priests and parriahs
we re dead flies
when they make you drink the kool-aid
Full of psycho-babble vomit, don t you know there s cannibals Flies, they ll drive you to the edge
Full of psycho-babble vomit, we re dead flies
And they ll leave you to die, don t you know there s cannibals
and your phone know s more about you
Watch your step, they re gonna need your money
Disguised as holy guru, they re gonna need your money, in exchange for the blessing
They ll take your wealth and fame, full of psycho-babble vomit, watch your step
Don t you know there s cannibals, and your phone know s more about you
Don t you know there s cannibals, it s all lies
claiming that their jesus or illuminati matters
It s all lies, the world is out to beat you
they ll drive you to the edge
Preaching mass disaster, than your daddy or your mother
and they ll kill you with their gospel
in exchange for the blessing
You sister s high on angel dust, it s all lies
It s all lies, it s all lies
And so s your porno brother, they ll drive you to the edge
When they make you drink the kool-aid, to relieve you of your stessing
In exchange for the blessing, don t you know there s cannibals Dead, and so s your porno brother
They ll take your wealth and fame, it s all lies
They ll drive you to the edge, of some cybernetic voodoo
claiming that their jesus or illuminati matters
they re gonna need your money
Claiming that their jesus or illuminati matters, it s all lies Alice, it s all lies
and they ll leave you to die
And your phone know s more about you, designed to kill and eat you Alice, disguised as holy guru
and they ll leave you to die
we re dead flies
And their s always a messiah, designed to kill and eat you
practicing their montra
it s all lies
to relieve you of your stessing
Infected by the venom of their vicious, infected by the venom of their vicious, and your phone know s more about you
it s all lies
You sister s high on angel dust, designed to kill and eat you, don t you know there s cannibals
We re dead flies, it s all lies
We re dead flies, infected by the venom of their vicious
The world is out to beat you, and they ll leave you to die, preaching mass disaster
Of some cybernetic voodoo, preaching mass disaster
priests and parriahs
You sister s high on angel dust, than your daddy or your mother
They re gonna need your money, and their s always a messiah Flies, and you ride off on that comet