Blowjob From Tamara "Be My Nothing" (2012)

Produced By Randy Prozac

 

 

Replaced With Machines

they took out my eyes
replaced with machines
now i can see
what everyone dreams

they took out my tongue
replaced with machines
now i can taste
what's in between

they took out my ears
replaced with machines
now i can hear
what everyone says

they took off my hands
replaced with machines
now i can feel
microscopic things

they took out my lungs
replaced with machines
now i can breathe
gasoline

they took off my legs
replaced with machines
now i can run faster
than anything

they took out my heart
replaced with machines
now i don't care
about anything

they took out my brain
replaced with machines
now i'll obey
everything

 

Softcore Wave Rape

database logging my choice of templates
analyze colors for softcore wave rape
trigger encoded sequence of lights
mind-controlled masses of the eternal night

cut open my head and scoop out my brain
it sticks to your fingers and slides down your drain
it's not worth 5 cents from your edubation machine
it's filled with blood clots that used to be dreams

blackened it turned from invisible waves
feral i turned from interacting with slaves
dead inside eyes and memorized jokes
grinding my head in between the spokes

cut open my head and scoop out my brain
it sticks to your fingers and slides down your drain
it's not worth 5 cents from your edubation machine
it's filled with blood clots that used to be dreams

13 little berries in the claw of the phoenix
inanna clutching to her breast the dna helix
i don't know who caught the ball did we win?
i clicked the like button for each cardinal sin

whatever you say cuz it's all just hate

 

Force A Smile

i'll obey you, you're my god
you're the one who makes the laws
without you we'd fall apart
you'll guide us through the dark

i'll get down on my knees
i'll do whatever you please
foreign countries we'll attack
with you standing on our backs

confuse me
abuse me
make sure you put me in my place
diffuse me
infuse me
force a smile on my face

anything because you're our lord
starve a nation when you get bored
i'm so happy behind your bars
we love to drive your gasoline cars

we'll make sure we believe your lies
we'll cut out all of our eyes
we belong to you, we're your slaves
we'll be good, we won't make waves

confuse me
abuse me
make sure you put me in my place
diffuse me
infuse me
force a smile on my face

 

Kill The Celebrities

well i don't give a shit when a celebrity dies
you get defensive cuz you idolize

go get down onto your knees
worship your worthless celebrity sleaze
you'll do anything to fill your hole
you'll stuff it full of the media's drool

now you have no power, you gave it away
don't matter though, you just wanna obey
you think their thoughts and do their will
they throw the spear and you go kill

you really care what the tv says
you have no mind, you're already dead
what a waste of a human life
obey and pay, i just fucked your wife

now you have no power, you gave it away
don't matter though, you just wanna obey
think their thoughts and do their will
they throw the spear and you go kill

turn off the tv and delete yourself
the only hope for your mental health

 

Ritual Machine

phones that ring deep in my heart
we're dead now but we're still here
between the shadows that start to creep
going through the motions of death

we're all faded on the inside out
nothing matters another distraction
waiting for those bombs to drop
but they never seem to fall

as i play the game so many lost
my turn's up, my soul was tossed
as i gyrate to the ritual machine
i forget everything

as i play the game so many lost
my turn's up, my soul was tossed
as i gyrate to the ritual machine
i forget everything

not a trace of any sparkle now
cored out husk in oblivion
we're all poison soon be underground
don't you notice that you don't care?

on the dance floor i am the raped whore
laying on the altar of bacchus
i have no self worth keeping
i am alive but not inside me

as i play the game so many lost
my turn's up, my soul was tossed
as i gyrate to the ritual machine
i forget everything

as i play the game so many lost
my turn's up, my soul was tossed
as i gyrate to the ritual machine
i forget everything

anything..

 

Pink Horizons

15 years later i'm a solidified lump
ready-2-access my cumpart-mentalized pump
i'll do anything, i'm ready-2-feed
i'll look away when shrapnel babies bleed

too busy sucking on the schoolsystems tit
psychologically coated in a layer of shit
that i accept each day, no questions asked
15 years later since my trueself was gassed

i believe the statistics though i don't understand
i shop for cars covered in blood and in sand
hit the drive-thru at the solar arches
shining my boots for the fabian marches

please be quiet, the kids are nearly asleep
happy safe feelings when the policemen creep
when the man turns red i stop in my tracks
15 years later still standing on our backs

busy busy busy with no time to think
i gotta get out and chain those links
all i know now is what was implanted in me
by adult cartoons, so funny like me

we compare our notes during coffee break
from tv last night, we got informed fake
i have jokes that i got from the tv
to tell at my job so people will like me

i don't rock the boat, i don't make waves
i don't agree when you tell me we're slaves
cuz i can dance, nobody's stopping me
and that piece of paper says i have liberties

 

 

Society Makes Me Wish I Was Dead

i voted for one of the heads of the hydra
it's not an illusion meant to pacify

so what if the judge has his hand on his cock?
so what if the judge has his lightbulb and his rock?
so what if the judge fucks the kid in the ass?
so what if the judge gives his buddies a free pass?

 

 

I Am The Hole

i am the hamburgers
between your thighs
i am the hole
that's deep inside
i am the chains
that bind your lies
i am the food
you can't afford to buy
i am the car
you can't afford to drive
i am the dream
that long since died
i am the waste
you call your lives
close your eyes

 

 

When I Dream Of Hecate

the statue of hecate, i mean of liberty
and the statues of baphomet in egypt d.c.
i don't know about geopolitical strategy
but i know how to play with myself
in front of the tv

i don't know much about macro-economics
but i saw the transformers
and i bought all the products

jesus was the spawn of medusa and her sisters
i'll thumbscan for HIM until it gives me blisters
arguing with the robot that won't give me my groceries
will be so much easier once they implant me

then i can network hypnogogically
then i can daytime when i dream of hecate
whatever you say and whatever i read
and whatever you imposed into my little head