Infinite m’ – Earthlings? – letras

You said that it’s fantastic being telepathicYou said you read my mindYou said that things are drasticI was looking for a shrineWhilst you were looking for a rockAnd we were living on the same blockWith that hip-hopYou’re a little reptileOnly no-foot highYou’ve got those four strong legs and the pretty purple eyeYou hypmotise me with your hypmotising waysSo much that i forgot to saySorry about the day than Ananda hurt you in the hand – ahYou had so much detail, he could not understand yaMAU listen to it singHe said « it’s dread » as he held you by the handI couldn’t hear a songI could only hear a screamSlow down little reptileI dont know what you meanMaybe she meant she was in painMaybeI’m an earthling doesn’t mean I’m insaneWhen i’m playing them games with little spidersSometimes I’m spraying the trains with the dope outsidersThese days I’m hiding in my crazy liesThese days I’m searching for my reptileShe said promise you won’t tellBut I had already toldAbout the girl on my road who gives pure goldThey said like « where does she live? »It’s like she lives where she’s atThey said like « where can that be? »Your black I can’t tell you that »So what can we do? »Well you can do what you willWhat do we usually do when you’ve got time to kill?It’s like these things they be soundsAnd them sounds they be bigAnd we go walking around the boundary taking little swigsWhen we were out thereOn the perpendicullarWe wasn’t really looking for anything in particularTell me, was it the way that you were handled?We know Ananda, he held you at those anglesIt’s like he wasn’t exactly in control of his actionsNeither of us were we were justPanning for distractionsThe radio would talk and I would stare at its mouthI prayed it wouldn’t stop as it just let it outYou said it’s easier to tell your secrets to someone that you can’t seeSo why you telling this to me?(repeat)See like with Emma, she sent me a letterWritten on a sharkI went to open it upHe tried to bite my fingers offI wonder what it saidSee, I ain’t got around to read itThrew it in my neighbours pondYesterday I saw him feed itBelieve thatNo one of your predictions has come trueI thought it was your thing to get me throughOpposite over hypotenuseI’m hanging at a tangentConcept-less, I digress on a randomMy force ain’t balanced my means of beamsSee nothing’s as it seems in a Mongianic dreamYou said it’s easier to someone that you can’t seeSo why you tell this to me?