Hypecrash -

Eating all that’s obsolete

Amplified fragments of the past

Impaled on the attempts

Of retro architects

Adding insult to injury

When beggars choose to borrow

The award for careless talk

Repeat offenders

Afraid to walk

Tell me what is now

Not what was forgotten

A rut is a grave with the ends knocked out

All that he started

Hoped to reclaim

And take up space

Father was a time machine

Mother kept our minds clean

Feeding us the obsolete

Reach for the living shadow beneath you

Brainlock hypecrash

Appealing to an indigent scene

Exalted by a safe routine

Come and take me nowhere

Satisfaction in distraction

Technically crude crudely technical

In easy to carry sections

The tomorrow that never was

Where do you start when it’s always starting over

Part of the unconscious mass

Tradition takes over

We slap it together

Take it through me