Feedback Machine Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm too hot
I'm too cold
Oh feedback machine
All these waves in my brain are now crashing
Betababe oscillate listen when I speak
You just talk to get off
Drain my energy
Tune me in, trip me out
Oh feedback machine
Theta wave
Three to eight
Patterned imagery
As above so below
Do you recognise
Heaven, hell
Looks the same through your shifting eyes
And it all seems quite simple
This body's my temple
Say no to the impulse
Have some self-control
I say yes when I mean no
The room is a snow globe
I've gripping the rails and bracing for the blow
Meditate, insulate, learn to be alone
Cross your eyes, dot your T's
Have something to show
In the end perfection is the death of me
Falling short circuiting
Oh feedback machine
Delta wave you evade when I come for you
Can't slow down to catch up
One more glass to soothe
Oh will I ever know what I think I know
Changing names shifting shapes
Maybe now I'm grown
And it all seems quite simple
This body's my temple
Say no to the impulse
Have some self-control
I say yes when I mean no
The room is a snow globe
I've gripping the rails and bracing for the blow