Dominus Hypercane Letras:
Yeah, I wonder how the hell personal space became
A personal box without a light to crash the door
to life The need to look at ourselves radically
and try to strip Ourselves of the insulation that
has surronded us again

Fighting the growing conspiracy, energy drives my
hate This is 2000, let's touch our glasses, but
are we having fun yet You end up worrying about
worry, aren't we just a bunch of pussies
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A society whose chief weapon is the consumerist
hypercane Which insists the IKEA flatpacks will
make you wellrounded Ripping wounds that never
heal for others to throw salt on it But you'll see
the pain is what I need to dig your grave, asshole
You end up worrying about worry, aren't we just a
bunch of pussies

Fighting the growing conspiracy, energy drives my
hate This is 2000, let's touch our glasses, but
are we having fun yet You end up worrying about
worry, aren't we just a bunch of pussies
Letras: Hypercane Dominus [final]