LEDs

Extinguish LEDs

Visual displays get phased out, upgraded with ease

Jumper packin' baby, ten fingered USBs

You wanna megabyte this? Alright

But we might just to have fight it out over 88 Keys

A hundred bass lines from a swarm of Stumblebees (yeah!)

Buzzin' in your ear, made you thinking maybe these

Autobeats ain't exactly what they seeeeem!

It's a heavyweight scene the way we hold it

Every last data molecule's locked down and double bolted

Storm your local area network and fold it

Autograph your IP, track it and decode it

Spyware's got you kiddies begging for bandwidth

You sittin' with some Autobeats you know you can't stand with

We're sharper than the scissors those little kids ran with

This ain't Space Invaders one life is what I began with

If it were, I'd take 'em out by the pixel

Smack up the beat like my name is Matt Nickels

Pack up your grief, I don't need that stuff

Survive on AC Adapters and dope-ass cuts.

(hook)

Real life is a little more than you expected,

Too hectic, got you feeling all rejected

Run around spinning like your hard drive's infected

Feelin' disillusioned, down low and dejected

Unaffected, always been to eclectic

Can't believe that crazy cowboy that they elected

Password accepted

We never rock a beat unless it's wholly certified

No drum-machine, Grimrock bangs it out live

Don't take it outside like those thugs with guns

Take it to the stock market rockin' mutual funds

See, Powerthighs analyzes algorithms for fun

Spot him at the brain game, man you know that kid won

Dehydration photosynthesis, it's the Optimus

The antithesis of your every day

A lyricist who's disturbed, I'm not okay

I've got too many passwords in my brain

I need my memory erased, can't take it

I need these data ports wiped clean, left vacant

Can't live another day with this binary code

Cloggin' up my brain, slowing down my system getting old

Give me the alphanumeric antidote

And I swear that I'd delete every line that I wrote

Yo I'd be stoked, I can't write anyway

Melt me down to scrap metal, mold a couple ash-trays

Positronic pathways are getting worn

I'm absolutely certain I'm not getting reborn

(hook)

Real life is a little more than you expected,

Too hectic, got you feeling all rejected

Run around spinning like your hard drive's infected

Feelin' disillusioned down low and dejected

Unaffected, always been too eclectic

Can't believe that crazy cowboy that they elected

We got the fattest pipes, so you're in the net connected

Super-power servers can't leave them unprotected

Powerthighs never leave a bug this neglected

Password accepted

I'm sick of so many situations that I am faced with

I'm even bored of the drugs that I escape with

I clean my face with bleach twice a week

To replace it with fresh untapped energy

Cause I've been there see,

I've had no hope,

I've sat in the stadium watching people walk home

I've seen life crumble, I step up, I cope

I get by by releasing all these rhymes out my throat

My memory's stuck, leave trails of post-it notes

Filled with disconnected thoughts and witticisms that I wrote

When I felt broke, beaten down, totally stressed out

Thinking about my life without a mic and there's no doubt

Wouldn't wake up in the morning, I wouldn't eat

I wouldn't take a shower wouldn't blink, wouldn't breathe

Wouldn't skate, drink beer, date, or even think

Slowly decompose into dust

And just be