Artificial Limb Lyrics - Oh Inhuman Spectacle - Methyl Ethel

You said this way would be more scenic 

The ride is rough, the corners blind 

I've left a thousand times another 

Seems the house was a home, but you buried the bone 

Picture me all out of vitamins 

When your friends agree that I'm no fun 

It's all laced with polystyrene candor 

I'm the acetone wash for your gilded tongue 

747's getting closer to heaven 

That the radio waves that carry our digital bait 

Did you hear? It's all over at the end of the year 

Oh well. How 'bout that? 

How'd you know that I was scheming 

Somehow she was walking out the back and I was cut 

She said it's not cool you don't fucking answer 

But your lifestyle is done, now I'm back on the run 

747's getting closer to heaven 

That the radio waves that carry our digital bait 

Did you hear? It's all over at the end of the year 

Oh well. How 'bout that? 

747's getting closer to heaven 

That the radio waves that carry our digital bait 

Did you hear? It's all over at the end of the year 

Oh well. How 'bout that? 

When were you gonna get yourself out of the way. 

Of the train that's been barreling down at you for days 

Did you hear? They're controlling artificial limbs 

Without him. How 'bout that?