From the recording Lo-Fi Matter
Lyrics
Silky webs add ambiance
Pseudonyms fill vacant slots
Scattered voices in my head
Know that we're not dead
Know that we're not dead
Steal the prize if you come in last
No one cares if your future has past
Karma lies underneath your bed
Sheep will wait to be led
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Draping God all around my neck
Pray I die at the discothèque
If it comes before I wake
Pray it’s commercial break
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah