FF=66

Lyrics
He invites the storm He lives by instinct With fears that are not fears But prickles of ecstasy This code is cracked I don't expect whatever I spat out to stick Awash in the signs, sick from the lack Spliced in, spliced in Second-hand words and screen for skin Forcing out sounds, facing outside again Reified and refined, blurring every line Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me FF=66 explains you're sick Spins on the axis of promise and lick lack luck Reveals all tricks Reified and refined, blurring every line Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me Reified and refined, blurring every line Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me FF=66, FF=66 6, 6, feet deep in the irony You see the light, it's getting bigger
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Credits
- Writers
- J. Robbins
- Bill Barbot
- Kim Coletta
- Zachary Barocas