pixelated foxgloves by possum in my room

I'm uploading my consciousness to the internet as soon as I damn well can
Every movie I ever loved is doing screenings in the sky above
I won't have to over eat and feel like shit just because I can
And no more of this nagging back pain, no more answerless questions in my brain

And we'll fall asleep under microchipped skies
Stars hardwired to reflect everything we know won't die

I'm uploading my consciousness to the internet as soon as I know I can
No more blood dripping from my nose, no shoveling every time it snows
At my fingertips every fact or stat, no more fingertips, well, I guess there's that
We can make a server full of love, sit and look at the pixelated foxgloves

And when our battery is running dry
We can always recharge it 'til the day we die
'til the day we die

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