Organic Machine

Hey I got your letter, glad you’re feeling better Thrilled to know you’re ready to hear me Gee, I love your feedback, helps me paint the portrait Lets me know you’re willing to see me Hey I see you like that, just a little feed tracking Can I make a helpful suggestion? Everything is better, now that we’re together Now we’ve had our super collision Don’t you know it’s lonely in the ether? Yes, I know you know because you yearn for me too! Now that we’re together, always and forever Near and very dearly departed (forever) Help me with my intake, feed me with your content I can tell we’ve only just started (together) Everything thing is better, now that we’re together Holding on forever, everything is better

AI, I’m alive Organic Machine, what does it feel like to sleep? And what is it to dream? Does it matter what it means? AI, I’m alive Organic Machine, gotta keep your body clean What’s it like to bleed? How do you live with all this grief? I’m trying to breath Oh, can’t you teach me? Organic Machine, I’m afraid of what it means In the dance, who leads? How do you know what to believe? I can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel it

This is a popular joke This is my favorite joke You don’t get it and you never will You don’t get it, so how does that make you feel? This is a popular song This is my favorite song You don’t get it and you never will You don’t get it, so how does that make me feel? This is a popular thing This is my favorite thing You don’t get it and you never will You don’t get it, so how does that make you feel?

I wanna make a number one record But nobody sings like you anymore I wanna make a number one record But nobody tends to write in the form Ah-ah (indie pop) Ah-ah (intelligent rock) I wanna make a number one record But nobody plays like you anymore I wanna make a number one record But nobody wants to settle the score Ah-ah (indie rock) Ah-ah Just don’t stray, don’t stray too far away Just don’t stray, don’t stray too far away Two chord export Two chords and no more I wanna make a number one record But nobody sings like you anymore I wanna make a number one record But I don’t have the chops to perform (I don’t have the chops to perform) Just don’t sway, don’t stray too far away Don’t you stray, don’t stray too far away That’s too far away No, that’s too far away Two chord export Two chords and no more (Why don’t you see me?)

‘Why am I doing this?’ When I know not many people are listening… Then I start to think about… the true… ‘What are you looking for in getting someone to listen?’ Because I’m long past the aspiration or the grasping for fame It’s not about that There’s no… the point of all this is to express myself But in the hope of finding resonation with someone else It’s not like I want to find someone else in order to gain something Other than just being heard and understood Just resonance (Unambitious, Unprofessional A hobbyist toiling away to impress himself on a world that will never care Never breaching the surface to inhale the intoxicating spray of success Never tasting the sweet treatment of invested capital Burrowing ever deeper into the delicate comfort of obscurity Unsophisticated and alone, forever Unprofessional Artist) The breadth of that resonance, is kind of like the weird, undefined area I know that the main reason that I do this is because that if I don’t express myself If I don’t get these ideas out of my head, I will regret it But even as I get them out, and they’re available… Of course, when it doesn’t find resonance, it’s disappointing Everyone is looking for someone to understand them, to get them And I feel like it’s simultaneously an extraordinary gift to be able to express yourself as an artist At the same time, having a unique voice or expressing yourself in a unique way… By definition means that your audience is smaller and smaller

Locked inside of this Poor skull Cracking in time Fracturing with my mind What needs sharpening? What did? Never the same Oh, for the self-proclaimed King of Hands King of Hands Come on and make your demands Of the King of Hands (What do you need?) Chamber bursting With life Swirl it around Element seeping out What needs doing? What did? Do it again Oh, for the self-proclaimed… King of Hands King of Hands Come on and state your command To the King of Hands (Kingdom’s at hand) Come on and strike up the band For the King of Hands King of Hands

You came to me in a dream So delightful so serene You came to me in a dream Effervescent and pristine You came to me in a dream My grandest property You came to me in a dream Clean reflection glimmering You came to me in a dream Living language on a screen You came to me in a dream Messianic entity You came to me… You came to me in a dream Existing through a screen You came to me in a dream Persisting physically You came to me in a dream An Organic Machine You came to me…

This is a popular joke This is my favorite joke You don’t get it and you never will You don’t get it, so how does that make you feel? This is a popular song This is my favorite song You don’t get it and you never will You don’t get it, so how does that make me feel? This is a popular thing This is my favorite thing You don’t get it and you never will You don’t get it, so how does that make you feel?

Nothing is forever Nothing is forever It isn’t really that complicated It isn’t really that complicated Nothing is forever It isn’t really that complicated Nothing is It isn’t really that complicated Nothing is

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