CRITICAL

I'm not coming to senses baby My mind's out of electric signals I've been fucking around too much I want some new fucking particles So then I start the collision My mind split in a fission You wanna see my new christening You want me out of your mouth you can spit... It's going critical I'm burning particles I wanna see the recompensation It's not so logical I'm sick of articles I wanna leave like a new sensation Gross... Your degeneration It's all quite close To this generation We re rising up with the blood on our fists You better call up your exorcist This simulation was bound to resist You want a taste of your blood You can spit It's going critical I'm burning particles I wanna see the recompensation It's not so logical I'm sick of articles I wanna leave like a new sensation Bleah