Demons In My Headphones LyricsThoughts are riots and carnivals
My world's a party and you're not invited at all it's armageddon the musical
There's no survivors, no camera and no curtain call
Those with dogmatic minds unite and gather like flies round the top the shit pile
Row out safe in the life raft
There's no water in sight
Just the deepest denial, as deep as the nile, deepest denial
Hiding from what we've become
Come back and tell me when I'm sober
It may take a while
As I read on I'm getting coldеr
With every word made to hurt thеre's no surprise half of the world's afraid to go outside I'd like to be here when it' over
But I'm not counting on it
Oh what a fine set of particles
There's no denying that the buzzards will tear you apart
You're like a phone at a funeral
Keep it quiet when the endings beginning to start
In the ear of the nation
Hand picking truth
Whispering annihilation
An age of false information
Demons in my headphones on a heavy rotation
Here we are at the pinnacle
Braindead to the point of critical
Cabaret of the cynical
Take the bait, now the hate is visceral here we are at the pinnacle
Braindead to the point of critical
Cabaret of the cynical
Who am I kidding all you mother fuckers are terrible
Come back and tell me when I'm sober
It may take a while
As I read on I'm getting colder
With every word made to hurt there's no surprise half of the world's afraid to go outside I'd like to be here when it' over
But I'm not counting on it
Ctrl delete alt right
Cancel left in spite
At least it can't get any worse right?
Hmmm, here hold my pint
Opinions are derived
Blue tick verified
I can't be assed to even cast my line
Or waste my time
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It may take a while
As I read on I'm getting colder
With every word made to hurt there's no surprise half of the world's afraid to go outside I'd like to be here when it' over
But I'm not counting on it