One and zero, you´re full of taste
Life´s always still such a drag
In a floppy disc you got no face
Hollow starings of another grab
I´m so empty
Anchor please, fill me
And keep the mantra up
Son of failing spaces
Is it a test? Am the one?
You will keep it up the nameless
Loaded barrel stare at the sun
Scrapyard human
Waste disposal system
Name tag on
Brain tag off