Democratic Suicide Attack - VIDEO DEATH. Lyrics

Whatever grooms your mind, we got porn of any kind,
The cigarette of Video Death is one that always hits you right.
Consuming same as using, yeah you shoot it through your veins and extreme becomes the thing that's always rushing to your brain.
'Cain make you cough, and loose the shock of getting off, because killed, cut, and f*cked, you've seen it all before.
Lets crank this to eleven!
Kill pentacles of seven!
Yeah, f*ck this shit just send it!
Got your IP man, I take on ten man, I press the send and nothing, the button, I press it and then it gives me what I need.
VR f*cking retard, staring at the screen.
This life's a simulation yeah that's what you keep on saying yeah, but in it here you're slaving, your screens not an escape, bitch.
You're invited so near sighted know you like it take a hit another scroll another bowl its all the same you're an addict.
So f*cking numbing numbers crack the code through your phone it's useless information occupied inside your face but it's not real, its only what you feel, take a breath, a taste of death, god bless the internet.
Calculate you calculator, f*ck all that brain work, that shit make your brain hurt, just kill and shoot your text, kill and shoot your tech, kill whatever is next cause it's dope to me, it's dopamine, it's Video Death.