This is a reworking of a sort of sound collage I did about a million years ago. Jeremy said it reminds him of Stars by Hum, which I took as an insult. The lyrics could be totally different, honestly.
lyrics
Hey, Paul died. Say goodbye. His eyed always turned out red in pictures. He swore he wasn't evil. What a kick! The camera probably wanted to defame him. The living eye is envied by the lens. Its hunger threatens the order. Opsin is a photosensitive protein. Trauma is the building block of your conscience. We must learn to make machines feel guilt.
credits
from Confessions Pre-Production,
released July 30, 2022
All my Michael all the time. Some classical music sample at the beginning. Don't remember where it's from.
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