Текст песни HOLLOWMAN - Gao the Arsonist

Fit me in 50th percentile
Ligament tensile strength on the uptick
Double time, upgrade on the optics
Plus signs, product made over clock ticks
Statistics slip under threshold
Chip in your head goes blank and you drop limp
Digits flicker by the millisecond
Stop
Buried with the scrap metal and the toxins
I was brought from the Brink as a Hollowman
Synthetic skin and some ink with my model name
They blurred birth to manufacture living ottomans
Flesh and blood automaton
Robbed of our autonomy
Dissect child like Solomon
Prop up our economy
Analytics etched into eyelids
Can't rest without projected figures and projections
Telling me what percentage of my life is
Worthless
Serial number with the purchase
Seeing our numbers didn't hurt us
Hollowmen crushed up in the furnace
Worthless
Material salvaged and repurposed
Burial in a landfill where the dirt is
Check underneath the panel with the circuits
Analytics earned this
No absolution for obsoletion
Calculate and balance out the cost of breathing
Existential panic if stats drop
For even a moment
In need of atonement for treason
I breached contract
Hollows keep on track
Dead slaves dip below the numbers we were bought at
Pray to the digits as wait for the void
I've been safe for a minute now
Escaped and avoided
Fit me in 50th percentile
Ligament tensile strength on the uptick
Double time, upgrade on the optics
Plus signs, product made over clock ticks
Statistics slip under threshold
Chip in your head goes blank and you drop limp
Digits flicker by the millisecond
Stop
Buried with the scrap metal and the toxins
Patience
Maybe it's latent
Fuel in my veins deemed waste by equations
Never seen a Hollow who became an assailant
Still alive because of some mistakes in creation
Glitch in my implant
So concerned with the formulas
They're burnt into corneas
I murdered employers and walked
A dying pulse was the last stat I watched
It's ironic that I laughed as it dropped
Huh
How did I bow to the stats
Showered and drowned in the bath
Cowardice outed weak
Ground into powder and ash
I found the power in sleep
Towers are bound to collapse
You think I'm hollow and lost
I just rerouted the path
Worthless
Serial number with the purchase
Seeing our numbers didn't hurt us
Hollowmen crushed up in the furnace
Worthless
Material salvaged and repurposed
Burial in a landfill where the dirt is
Check underneath the panel with the circuits
Analytics earned this
I was brought from the Brink as a Hollowman
This is the Arsonist
Fit me in 50th percentile
Ligament tensile strength on the uptick
Double time, upgrade on the optics
Plus signs, product made over clock ticks
Statistics slip under threshold
Chip in your head goes blank and you drop limp
Digits flicker by the millisecond
Stop
Buried with the scrap metal and the toxins