You've been ignoring present settings, but you know corruption is an invasive thing? Your body is aching for something more than your brains content to do nothing, so get energized, open your eyes, and become aware of your surroundings.
The world is a disturbing place, so why wouldn't you want to stay preoccupied by video games? life gets hard when you can't load a save. You're lying lonesome in your bed with trifle running through your head. You just turned on your t.v. set. What you're getting is brain dead.
How many nights have you gone my dear without shelter for your mind, without comfort, without sleep? Can you even count the time you've lost my friend to veggin' out with a wide open mouth while dissolving into a t.v. screen? Our enthrallment with the virtual world has enticed our idleness. Self-improvement has been disregarded, and categorized as an encumbrance.
You're lying lonesome in your bed with trifle running through your head. You just turned on your t.v. set. What you're getting is brain dead. You're brain dead like I am, and he is to. We're sitting here in our living rooms. sedentary in our tombs, because life's a game that we all lose. We try, and try to disconnect. We really need to get a grip.
Spooky Basements - Grip Lyrics
Spooky Basements - Grip Lyrics
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You've been ignoring present settings, but you know corruption is an invasive thing? Your body is aching for something more than your brains content to do nothing, so get energized, open your eyes, and become aware of your surroundings.
The world is a disturbing place, so why wouldn't you want to stay preoccupied by video games? life gets hard when you can't load a save. You're lying lonesome in your bed with trifle running through your head. You just turned on your t.v. set. What you're getting is brain dead.
How many nights have you gone my dear without shelter for your mind, without comfort, without sleep? Can you even count the time you've lost my friend to veggin' out with a wide open mouth while dissolving into a t.v. screen? Our enthrallment with the virtual world has enticed our idleness. Self-improvement has been disregarded, and categorized as an encumbrance.
You're lying lonesome in your bed with trifle running through your head. You just turned on your t.v. set. What you're getting is brain dead. You're brain dead like I am, and he is to. We're sitting here in our living rooms. sedentary in our tombs, because life's a game that we all lose. We try, and try to disconnect. We really need to get a grip.
The world is a disturbing place, so why wouldn't you want to stay preoccupied by video games? life gets hard when you can't load a save. You're lying lonesome in your bed with trifle running through your head. You just turned on your t.v. set. What you're getting is brain dead.
How many nights have you gone my dear without shelter for your mind, without comfort, without sleep? Can you even count the time you've lost my friend to veggin' out with a wide open mouth while dissolving into a t.v. screen? Our enthrallment with the virtual world has enticed our idleness. Self-improvement has been disregarded, and categorized as an encumbrance.
You're lying lonesome in your bed with trifle running through your head. You just turned on your t.v. set. What you're getting is brain dead. You're brain dead like I am, and he is to. We're sitting here in our living rooms. sedentary in our tombs, because life's a game that we all lose. We try, and try to disconnect. We really need to get a grip.
Writer: JAY MARONEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave