Tastes Sweet
SlaughterSongs
You created a simulation
Of a fair nation
Can’t breath with asphyxiation
Philosophical masturbation
Follow us boys and girls
Ride the tiltawhirl
Leave this sick sad world
Behind
Troubles you will forget
Time to disconnect
Let us vivisect
Your mind
We built this pleasure machine
Beamed it right through your feed
Keep living the dream live the dream
Taste the fruit it’s sweet, so sweet
Get in our cubes
Got nothing to lose
Suffer no abuse
Unwind
Your leaders are deceptive
Switch senses to sensors
Enter the pleasure center
To find
You created a simulation
Of a fair nation
Can’t breath with asphyxiation
Philosophical masturbation
Metaverse is calling
Inside everyone’s balling
Real world is falling
Down
Finally realizing
There’s nobody driving
Won’t be no hiding
You’ll drown
You created a simulation
Of a fair nation
Can’t breath with asphyxiation
Philosophical masturbation
We built this pleasure machine
Beamed it right through your feed
Keep living the dream live the dream
Taste the fruit it’s sweet, oh so sweet