Paranoiac Intervals/body Dysmorphia Lyrics - Of Montreal

Haha, they're drugging us 

That's how we are here in the fogs 

Murder of faces ending up prosaic analogues 

You're the only one with any shock of animation 

You're the only one who's worthy of my concentration 

I had to draw a line in my life 

There's those I have time for 

There's those I don't 

What's up with you? 

You're such a power 

I want to give you my twenty-fifth hour 

Thirty-six hundred seconds just for us 

I'm being serious, I'm really curious 

Are you afraid? 

Or just don't dare? 

Or just don't wanna? 

Or just don't wanna? 

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Counting wolves in your paranoiac intervals 

Nobody's leaving, nobody is off the beat 

You shouldn't try to unpeel my Pavlovian bells 

You should be fucking with no one else 

Anyone but me is an antipathy 

Anyone but me is just your enemy 

Only I see you the way you want to see yourself 

You should be fucking with no one else 

You, you, you, you, you should be 

You should be fucking, fucking 

Fuck, fuck, fuck 

You should be fucking with no one else 

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Haha, they're drugging us 

That's how God gets inside the head 

Making you feel like it was you saying the things it said 

The signifiers have no value for us anymore 

Death is reunion, though we've been over all this before 

A Prussian Christian bot is something I am not 

I could teach you a lot, I think you'd learn a lot 

Are you afraid? 

Or just don't dare? 

Or just don't wanna? 

Or just don't wanna? 

Counting wolves in your paranoiac intervals 

Nobody's leaving, nobody is off the beat 

You shouldn't try to unpeel my Pavlovian bells 

You should be fucking with no one else 

Anyone but me is an antipathy 

Anyone but me is just your enemy 

Only I see you the way you want to see yourself 

You should be fucking with no one else 

Counting wolves in your paranoiac intervals 

Nobody's leaving, nobody is off the beat 

You shouldn't try to unpeel my Pavlovian bells 

You should be fucking with no one else 

I am tripping out on all your future shock 

I am tripping out on all your body rock 

Only I see you deeper than you see yourself 

Only I see you the way you want to see yourself 

You should be fucking with no one else 

You, you, you, you, you should be 

You should be fucking, fucking 

Fuck, fuck, fuck 

You should be fucking with... 

(Fucking, fuck, fuck, fuck) 

(No one else) 

My anxiety is my one source of energy 

Although it is so wasteful keeping all of it inside of me 

I feel, I feel like it is such a cruelty to be made 

Self-aware of actualization inside of a simulation 

I know how it feels 

It feels, feels ugly 

Body dysmorphia 

I know how it feels 

Body dysmorphic 

Body dysmorphia 

Body dysmorphia