No more short jokes. No more "you´re weak."
Take you inside, fuck you up.
The way I deal with this pain, take you in digital, take you inside fuck
you up.
No more short jokes and no more "you´re weak."
Take you inside, fuck you all!
Digital Babysitters. Don´t tell me I can´t win.
My sixteen-bit Fingerprint, this is game over again.
Press B to continue. Press B to continue.
It´s the sixteen-bit fingerprint that makes me feel alive
and keeps some power within my hands.
As the bones ride, through the fingers and through the hands.
With every click there´s constant fervor, preserving his livelihood.
The bone ride, taking steps closer to your digital grave.
The bones ride through... Taking you across.
And as the bones ride through the skin;
There´s bloody stumps instead of fingerprints.
Living under constant pressure - calling your self to arms.
Nintendo systems serving as a Mom.
I´d rather see you drown than let you use this bridge, old man.
The name is Bagu. Show my note to river man.
It´s all about the connections these days.
No one rides for free.
But you won´t take me alive, I swear.
I´m past the point of learning.
As the bones ride through the skin...
there´s bloody stumps instead of fingerprints.
I think he´s going to snap.