Clay monkey, empty gong, a new lingo, I never gave a fuck, I always gave a finger Stood up to empty slender, an innuendo I would never confess, but play mind fender-bender
2x Offended ego, yeah so offended Humm, the aftermath of this game – you’re always empty handed
I’m just a sticker, a satellite, One day I’ll hit the ground or peel off when I die I’m just a pixel on a TV screen, And when ‘you’ flip the switch, I will go dim
It’s in my head, in my soul, in my feeling in the rhythm’s flow It’s my emotion, so I hold on tight; my thoughts always track you down
You tried to hack into the system of my emotion, I think you simply forgot my notion of motion You don’t put me on alert with your finger, What tips my system off, is where your thought lingers
2x Offended ego, yeah so offended Humm, the aftermath of this game – you’re always empty handed
I’m just a sticker, a satellite, One day I’ll hit the ground or peel off when I die I’m just a picture on a TV screen, And when ‘you’ flip the switch, I will go dim