Lyrics to Integer

Process to scan lines and monitor absinthe

Complicated knots, autonomic still

Amplifying delusion

Into my absolute stagnation



Combing selectively with informed amnesia

Deflated independence, sigh to growl

Scan lines etch a digital time killer

Mind sweeping aperture, clues me out

Viciously passive, in the shellac of routine

As the spokes address



Voice over dubbed in, numb existence key

Mirror image, that's never really free