Farmertron Automatic - A Flattering Self-Portrait

I keep striking the keys for a melody
With my muscle memory will the notes resonate for a century
Or will they censor me
You keep looking inside with a vision desensitized
Thinking you've seen it all
But your face is aberrant
While you facing your perils
you stare at your errors while paralyzed

Fail to move fail to flee
Fondly remember the life you've been living vicariously
See it through see through me I'll be back around again
Back on the Seventh
Y'all be cut off like your digits is severed
Pointless as shit you don't want no ascending
Off on a limb
Backwards they bend
Fronting and fronting we love to pretend
Running and gunning and making no sense
Having no footing and taking a stance
Do it by any means morale on the low
Keeping the tact underhand
Passive Aggression's the name of the gang
We won't address it we won't reprimand
We wear the changes with no sacrifices
We want it all yet nothing suffices
We want the stakes yet we won't be the man having the spoils fuck having a plan
Fall on my lap fall on my lap fall on my lap then do your dance
I steal your glory at the slightest of chance
I'll steal your credit much worse than the bank
I'll be you're welcome you're welcome you're welcome you're welcome there's no need to thank

I'll be back around
I'll be back around again
I'll be back around
I'll be back
Back on the Seventh
I'll be back around
I'll be back around again
I'll be back around
I'll be back
Back on the Seventh

What's your desire the most the that you long
Tell me your wish
Whisper upon confide in my arms
My heart bleeds out the wrist
Sullied and blemished you are the one to embellish
You can wear me as décor ask me for more
Maintenance high as I sleep on the floor

Losing the grips as the dream is running rampant
Blurring the lines as if taking no chances
What can you trust if not even yourself
I am the doubt you are failing to quell
This is the crawling that gnaws on your nerves
A feeling absurd as you gaze at my maw
Unhinged at the jaw the abyss is agape
Look long enough will you see your own face
Sealed at the Seventh I do this by law
Forcing the habit my nature is flawed
Failing for freedom and flailing your arms
Kicking the nothing sensations are lost
Failing to move fighting for flight
Looks wrong to me but to you it feel right
I work in chaos and better in strife
You're overwhelmed barely hitting your stride

I'll be back around
I'll be back around again
I'll be back around
I'll be back
Back on the Seventh
I'll be back around
I'll be back around again
I'll be back around
I'll be back
Back on the Seventh
I'll be back around
I'll be back around
I'll be back around
I'll be back
I'll be back around
I'll be back around
I'll be back around
I'll be back
Back on the Seventh

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Farmertron Automatic

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