an engineering rush (ii)
the A rush

think we’re the builders
fill fake life with active delight

crocodiles and fleas
broken seats and supernova
rampant blue and rotten fish

it’s the A rush

every peoples
find an own
state fake world

how about this
when we sense the limits
the simulation’s grown
to make those limits not

that’s knew
not new

it’s an A rush

pub time

choo choo
gimme cuddle
it’s an ape thing

and the A rush

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