Lyrics:
To the tune of “Lonely Hearts Club” by McRINc
[Verse 1]
Cranial nerve number one
Controls olfactory sensation
The second cranial nerve
Is the optic
leaving
Punch me in the face don't wanna be seen bleeding
Insult my injuries
Insult my injuries
Match up my energies
Insult my injuries
Mash up my memories
such sights to show you
optic nerves, these optic nerves
these optic nerves, these optic nerves
i'm der dokter you won't see
thought locked
that runs right
Through your life and colours everything you do
And as the colours bleed and run call it the ballad of the optic nerve
You know that
no time
Optic nerve just rot away
Mesmerization eclipse is a movement
Hey
Desperation is setting in, baby
Erratic movement to and fro
Need your love
Writer, fiber optics on high fiber
Move
Quick like that, no, I go as, "ain't shit like that"
Magnum entendre, rollin' on a rubber
Hit Virgin for
to remove optic nerve from brain tumors
shouting the vacuum
illness is erased
and re-engaged
in a conflict outside the body
raised copies of the mind
to sell meds
Not the ones for the injuries
Now I made some noise
Everyone be pressing me
Gotta control it
Shit is really getting me
Learn to control it
Now
they see blue
hot blood guild optic nerve
with the right attitude you will succeed blue
self abusive recluse too late for me
make shifting peace
blood guild optic nerve with the right attitude you will
Succed blue self abusive recluse too late for me make shifting peace settling crazy
Things keep
I’ve reached the breaking point, don’t stand too close to me
For when my optic nerves observe your curves
Then suddenly I wanna crush you close, I
to me
Nothing to me
Yes I wouldn't be nothing
If I didn't have you to serve
I'm just a punky little eyeball
With an ugly little optic nerve
Hey, I never
nothin' to me, nothin' to me
Yes, I wouldn't be nothing
If I didn't have you to serve
I'm just a punky little eyeball
With an ugly little optic nerve
Another stupid outcry
And yet all voices still go unheard
Another fucking red face making decisions that blacken my psyche
Blind my optic vision
They never had no shame just lying singing like simba
Gunners intentions aren’t just injuries, they wanna get back timber
3D circles small this
a punky little eyeball, and a funky optic nerve
Hey I never told you this, sometimes I get a little blue
Looks good on you
But wouldn't have nothing if I
like no other
It's life in technicolor
Witness behold as chaos unfolds
Why would you do what you're told
My optic nerve tells my occipital lobe
that
talking
They hit my DMS saying you the best
And I'm like You really stating the obvious
I need the cash in my vision
That's why I stay with the optics
To the tune of “Let Me Down Easy” from Daisy Jones and The Six
[Verse 1]
Loss of sight in one eye is
Due to damage
To the retina or optic nerve
inverted
You heard electrical nerves converge to vibes
DNA receptors transmit waves through sound and with light
I used to tune to static
Now my channels
Hewett
Half-Hitler, half-Jewish, I'm gassed off myself
Icono-clismic, twisted without the use of fiber optics
Noxious I blows out the sockets I got your
a punky little eyeball, and a funky optic nerve
Hey I never told you this, sometimes I get a little blue
Looks good on you
But wouldn't have nothing if I
I've stood upon my mountaintop
And shouted at the sky
Walked above the pavement with my senses amplified
I get this feeling
All my nerves are
have you to serve
I'm just a punky little eyeball, and a funky optic nerve
Hey I never told you this, sometimes I get a little blue
Looks good on you
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