Tropical Fuck Storm - The Golden Ratio lyrics

[Tropical Fuck Storm - The Golden Ratio lyrics]

Is this a psyop?
Its almost to dim to perceive
Like counterfeit identikit fig leaf
Word on our trench radio
Is shit's just gonna get worse
With the appearances of comets
Bad accidents of birth

I can't take it

Heathens livin’ in a schism
Coz they’re free to think shit stinks
Dance to algorithms
They’re dancing with the Stasi
Let's meet, i’m in the hat
In the restaurant of your hotel
Or some midtown laundromat the Golden Ratio
The only way we can survive the Golden Ratio
The only thing keeps us alive
I’m sayin' 16180339 and two fat ladies
7-5 the Golden Ratio tyrannicide

The Golden Ratio the only way we can survive
The Golden Ratio these are interesting times
I’m sayin' 16180339 and two fat ladies
7-5 the Golden Ratio tyrannicide

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