Privacy Policy

I've got a new privacy policy.
It protects me from diatribes.
I've got a new privacy policy.
It protects me from your lies.
I've got a new policy,
Privacy policy,
Protect me.

I've got great expectations.
There's no place to hide.
I've got a burning sensation
And it's coursing inside.
I've got great expectations,
There's nothing to find.
I've got a burning sensation,
So leave me behind.

We can talk with numbers,
Signals, sentinels, sentience.
We can talk with symbols.
Nods, neutral, nothing.

I'll float with the rising of the tones.
I'll fall with the drop as the wind changes.
I'll soar on wings of silence between seconds.
Just bring the noise.

I do not think that there's anything in that dark room for me.

Travel hundres of miles.
To get the hell away.
The fleeing die in piles,
And they are here to stay.

Flesh. Nothing but flesh. Flesh flesh flesh. And nice girls.