Terminal Disarray Songtext
von Seized Up

Terminal strife awaits
A permanent state of disarray
The Joy of standing in line
Will occupy the bulk of your life
What about the past?
I′m not sure
Put down your phone
Try to remember

Vision's blurred and your world is slurred
A word
Dumb such luck
You braindead fuck


Time left you behind
What gaped out your virgin mind?
Technology tore you a new one
And left your brain askew
What about the past?
Did it even happen?
Stare at your phone and never remember

Vision′s blurred and your world is slurred
A world
Dumb such luck... you braindead fuck

"Felchbook" and "Instagram"
The ultimate new age scam
Graciously providing free personal information
To various corporate entities
That were sick and tired of having
To pay for it