Sunglasses After Midnight - CYNE

Hypothetical speak

With psychological beats

Theological feats with

Diabolical heat

Got it

Malbec drips from my goblet

Space age pimpin' still bumpin' in my rocket

Everything I say and do is true totally awesome

Wander in my view without your crew and now you awkward

Arkham asylum

Bust thru ya hymen

Put ya phone up I’m will charge you Version

But I’m unlimited

Rag doll gentleman

Please hold me down

I will need a little Ritalin

Or a little Adderall

Running to the last call

Two o’clock in the morning

Horny so I cat call…

Sunglasses after midnight

Cause All my Angles are Right

Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night

Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright

Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright…

Fly like an eagle

Into the future

Zuckerberg keep ya hoodie on.

Zimmerman won’t shoot ya

Scrub off the bullshit loofa

Awkward like two dudes riding on a scooter

Talk so much shit (ya) throat needs a Rota Rooter

Sipping Sambuca

With my Starship Troopers

Fuck ya firepower touch a fire flower

Koopa

Magic mushrooms, bright stars

For you Goombas

DMT for the ones that wanna lose they

Grips on reality and see an odd future

Bust ya head wide open

Now you need sutures

Sippin' on sofa while I practice karma sutra

Ghost in the Shell

Lose yourself in a rumor

Cycle in the sky come around like lunar

Humor me bitch did you even see the shooter?

Age of Aquarius couldn’t come sooner…

Sunglasses after midnight

Cause All my Angles are Right

Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night

Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright

Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright…

Sunglasses after midnight

All my Angles are Right

Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night

Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright

Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright…

If they don’t get it then fuck em I’m still fight

Show the whole world what’s with these Skeletors

Just a metaphor

Please open up the door

Let’s see what’s on the other side

Till we lose form.

Strike another chord

Slap it to the sound board

Turn it up a little bit, bit wake a still born

Weird shit like an audio cassette porn…

Fucking with my head

Like my name was Michael Dorn