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Phosphor Burn‐In

JOHNNASCUS
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Let the screen bleed, burn the psyche I get it, I said I fucking get it Reminded of my fuck ups with the flash of an image The ghost of my memories etched into my vision Shadow self is here to stay, stuck inside of Plato's cave Cathode ray is burning hot, scorching through my monitors Deadlier than bloody smog, I'd rather have the brain fog Cathode ray is burning hot, scorching through my monitors Deadlier than smog, rather have the brain fog (Rather have the brain fog) Rather have the brain fog (Rather have the brain fog) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Cathode ray is burning skin, scorching through the filament Brand the mark on the faces of the lost and mistaken Scarring the mind, I don't wanna close my eyes Or they'll be stabbed by the blades of a thousand knives Burn-ins cannot escape me, only if I break the screen Only if I break the screen Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah Yeah, yeah (Yeah) Walk outside the cave, tattered screen shining in the heat rays Where am I to stray? Aimlessly 'til the end of my days Heaven leaks through the sky of the bitter Presenting my body full of aching splinters Some are real, some are draped in illusion But what is realer than a mind in confusion? Heaven leaks through the sky of the bitter Presenting my body full of aching splinters Some are real, some are draped in illusion But what is realer than a mind in confusion? What is realer than a CRT stuck inside in a vat? What is realer than brain being watched back to back? What is realer than the words coming out of my mouth? I can't hide myself, this is what I am I can't hide myself, this is what I am I can't hide myself, this is what I am I can't hide myself, this is what I am Yeah, yeah, yeah Walk outside the cave, tattered screen shining in the heat rays Where am I to stray? Aimlessly 'til the end of my days Heaven leaks through the sky of the bitter Presenting my body full of aching splinters Some are real, some are draped in illusion But what is realer than a mind in confusion? Heaven leaks through the sky of the bitter Presenting my body full of aching splinters Some are real, some are draped in illusion But what is realer than a mind in confusion?