"The Golden Ratio" lyrics

(Take, take take, take take, take take, take)

What's this, a psyop?
It's almost to dim to perceive
It's like a counterfeit identikit fig leaf
Word on our trench radio
Is shit's just gonna get worse
With the appearances of comets
Bad accidents of birth

I can't take, take take, take take, take take it
Take me

The heathens livin' in a schism
They're free to think shit stinks
Dance to algorithms
They're fuckin' dancing with the Stasi
Let's meet, I'm in the hat
In the restaurant of your hotel
Or some midtown laundromat

Take, take take, take take, take it!
(Take)

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The Golden Ratio
The only way we can survive
The Golden Ratio
The only thing keeps us alive
I'm sayin' 1.6180339
And two fat ladies
7-5 the Golden Ratio
Tyrannicide

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The Golden Ratio
The only way we can survive
The Golden Ratio
These are interesting times
I'm sayin' 1.6180339
And two fat ladies
7-5 the Golden Ratio
Tyrannicide

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