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Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and steel and mesh?
Or is the progress of process that's a people quest?
Metal and the workings, and lurking in my mind
Branded neon red and blue flashes, the view the flats is nice

I see in Wonderland, I see malice in Sunderland
Mouse to house, I am land, the were without, it's Thumberland

Smoke to a coma, Jamaicans do yard and roamers
Shake Bacardi's and Coke and make me and trust me
So much stuff and people, the future is not evil
The future is not fish and it's simple, efficient

Now things are costing nothing, is any of it good?
and love me, read my nothings, blogging river floods
Dead plant on the window ledge, shadows dance
Glint and blend, glance slow at the night outside, I'm God in the

Sound rumbles in 5.1 round corner to fight with guns
Play God in games but in, trust me
Dub step, club sweat, come get red
Play the play list, play the list

I see in Wonderland, I see malice in Sunderland
to house, I love this land, the were without, it's Thumberland

Do the thing, joke it right, span the longings and the fights
For all the oil and the and the spoils of the royals
We are if not nice, we are coughing if we are wise
me up like a leafy spliff, fuck that, roll me up and trust me

Why is there so much noise? info, buying toys
We all fear of but we are fierce anonymously
Enter on the internet, clashing people, chatting evil
But we are cheery social sorts the pleasing photo forward

Pass the around and back to me, walking down a madman's street
The music in my ears is fleeting, struggle to to the same beat
We are nothing if not nice, we have a pretty knife
Is the skyline sliced up pieces and broken steel and strife

Anything you tell me, yes, yes, I will
But again and I suspect, and I will leave
Slow burn a little heaven, roaming yearnings for
Coburn '67, don't for them, trust me

Dub step, earth run, red club
Put up and freeze, freeze
Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and
Or is the progress of process that's a people quest?