Lyrics Monkey Byte - Angelspit

This bottle is putting me to sleep
Or maybe it's the conversation
Everyone talks, but there's no truth
The bullshit fountain everflowing
So numb I'm psychotic
A vortex of secrets, a diamond of lies
Plastic bags over their heads
They're not my ex-lovers, they're the ones who survived

Monkey Byte
Monkey Byte
This is the end, hell starts now!

Brain dead movies help you forget
You got no feeling below the ears
The masquerade of name dropping
Compare the bags of broken skulls and dollars
Champaign glitterati
Tabloid fodder, yes fuckin' please
Gentleman says, "Ladies first"
But the rat who hangs back always gets the cheese

Monkey Byte, rapidly boring
I stopped caring when it got dull
Monkey Byte, rage against nothing
This is the end, hell starts now!

Hell sounds like this!
Hell sounds like this!
Hell sounds like this!
Hell sounds like this!

Entertain us with your life
Repeating brain dead mistakes make your worse fears come true
I'm so bored, I'm dangerous
But the bleak nothingness makes the cliché feel new
Champaign glitterati
Tabloid fodder, oh yes fuckin' please
Gentleman says, "Ladies first"
But the rat who hangs back always gets the cheese

Monkey Byte, rapidly boring
I stopped caring when it got dull
Monkey Byte, rage against nothing
This is the end, hell starts now!

Monkey Byte, rapidly boring
I stopped caring when it got dull
Monkey Byte, rage against nothing
This is the end, hell starts now!