Pink Chinchilla from Consolation Prize by Burning Dutch Girl

I'm not chasing any lights
I'm not chasing any gates
you have software to put on me
I got prophecies to put in you
plug me in sir plug me in
are you afraid of me
your concept's all I have
is that all I need
in my sleep, in my sleep
in my sleep, in my sleep
in my sleep, in my sleep
in my sleep, in my sleep
I sleep during the day
to be closer to concept
I have something to tell you
three words - molasses

when the day comes let it be pinned down
forget them all I'm just a rat
but isn't that all a man needs
a shirt that doesn't have to be clean
when the day comes I dont need a crowd
forget them all I have my rat
and that's all that I really need
i don't know if I'll ever be clean

pieces - torn into them
concept cannot suffice
shreds - you're ripped into them
I'll see you every night
let my eyes glaze over
let them call my name
I don't want to be awake
I need more time to waste
don't bore me get to it
don't bore me get to it
don't bore me get to it
don't bore me get to it
is this really it
is this really it
is this really it
is this really it

so help us god these cars'll turn around
drag us straight back to our hometown
we'll kiss every pretty girl's phony smile
and pet every dog we come across
damn yourself to a wife and kids
set these fires beneath me
in my house made of wax wings
the chinchilla's been skinned

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