Isolate throwaway

By 3colors

On Chief comes clean ep

Released on May 2, 2023

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[Intro]

It's right here and everywhere

It's in the floor, It's in the air

Thumping away with special care

Singled you in, It's going well

Picks up the pace to a moderate trot

No exertion is required, though

You know nobody sleeps tonight

There's no chase that would follow

1 blast comes from a revolver

5 remains never used

The acid has scorched the handle

Doesn't mix well with your juices

Classified unarmed and dangerous

Post-human primitive intelligеnce

Aided by sensеs that spot

Who the fuck needs a supercomputer?

Map empty, unknown terrain

Tracking a demise certain

Pity for your silhouette

That peers through a torn curtain

Infamous last words and

Fuck have I got on me

All setting the scene

In which you'll surely be

Dead


[Verse]

All fade to black, Fall from orbit

They would shout that you have brought it

But the noise is concentrating

Blood slowly evaporating

Nobody knows what they doing

Human nature twisting knowing

That if everybody comes

It's first come first serve

Run and take it

In space nobody can hear you

Scream for the body and then scream for your soul

You a lonely cocoon and you can never stop it

Nobody knows that you were already a puppet

The smart-asses keep saying now's the time to book it

Nobody knows the opportunities but they took it

Whoa man I would absolutely need a breather

Leave that type of fiction to Sigourney Weaver