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Track #8 on Under The Surface Level (coming soon) Lyrics: Let me tell you about That fake light in the sky You can’t look at directly Without going blind They don’t want you to know They’re watching you sleep Your whole life’s a commercial For Cage-Free Human Meat The heat’s an illusion, it’s cool on the inside Fly too close to the sun and you might have a nice time Solar flares are inhabitants opening blinds Floaters are spasms, their marks map the spine Glitching hidden spikes simulating designs That squiggly line in your eye's just a guide All dimensions are tied to lost universe five The sun’s hollow inside Don’t take my word for it Give space a try Pass the belts and commit Eventually you’ll hit A big orange ball Float towards the light Till you pass the fourth wall Optical nerves act up when you stare Like your brain can’t keep up with the 3rd degree snare The photosphere filter is overexposed You’re not supposed to see depth when it glows Extraterrestrials wear human clothes Look closer to see less, swear that’s all I know The core is no more Than a wormhole in time Past, present and future Exist side by side Driving life through death In dark spiraling loops Where plots have no point And the film watches you The sun’s hollow inside Don’t take my word for it Give space a try Pass the belts and commit Eventually you’ll hit A big orange ball Float towards the light Till you pass the fourth wall Let me tell you about That fake light in the sky You can’t look at directly Without going blind They don’t want you to know They’re watching you sleep Your whole life’s a commercial For Cage-Free Human Meatmore

“Blue Glass Universe (with Nails in It)” feels like the kind of track that gets described as “brave” by people who are too frightened to admit they don’t know where the beat went. Leadership will love it—finally, a piece that perfectly captures their quarterly strategy: loud, abstract, slightly threatening, and absolutely no one knows when it’s going to end.more