Lyrics

Penny drops and it all becomes clear
Pull the thread and watch it disappear
The existential crisis of our time
Escape can be so hard to find

1,2,3,4 witches knocking on my door
5,6,7,8 take a pill hallucinate

SPIDERS ON YOUR BRAIN

Look around your neighbors glued to phones
You see a crowd but they’re really all alone
Social hell unleashed upon the earth
The creators turn away from the hurt

1,2,3,4 witches knocking on my door
5,6,7,8 take a pill hallucinate

SPIDERS ON YOUR BRAIN

Stupid love of still life
Kinetic lust on backlight
Sinkholes in software
Body aches for hardware
Yet the sun, the moon
The earth and sky
Are open arms for you and I