Eye of the Brainstorm - Video Store Lyrics

On my way to the Video Store
Look, my vision's getting blurry
I feel a bit deranged
Streets light swimming
Streaking past through the window pane
Aquaplaning a hundred and fifty on the interstate
But there's one thing we say to the God of death
Not today
In the ashes I'm sifting
Could use a little uplifting
I guess I got a condition (Oh well, them's the breaks)
Speaking of brakes I ain't got em
Thinking this may be a problem
Only one way that I'm stopping
That's an earthquake
It's all a matter of friction soon as you hit that ignition
When I clip the apex I be Tokyo drifting
I'm sipping N2O nuclear fission
I'm on a mission
A war of attrition between me and the gas gauge
Synchronization, distinct bluetooth information
Giving me directions (Take a left at the next intersection)
The situation's showing me a reflection
And if it's videotapes you want I got a selection
On my way to the Video Store
Hah!
I'm grinning fiendishly
Ignore the warning label
Stay above the influence
Do not operate heavy machinery
Scenery seeming dreamy, serenely retreating
Nearly invisibly
In receding it's bleeding into the aether ethereally
Indeed, it's a mystery
Mr. Meme and the serially deleted original live stream
You flash back, a snap back
The whiplash an inch past the glass
Last gasp, then you black out
Too fast you come to
A misuse of this root convinced you to spaz out
Now you're flagged out
Ride is slag, pounded, it's bad
You're mad doubtful, had to stand out
At last the crash found you in amber lamps
Routing your path, should've crowded the stash but you flouted it
Damn, it's so sad cause you tried to stay ignorant
This is a little like 'Waking Life' isn't it?
On my way to the Video Store
And it's like reels spinning like rims on a fast track
Tail lights to illuminate the flashbacks
On my way to the Video Store
Cause you keep a lazy eye trained on the pathway
Search for a lost treasure in the ashtray
On my way to the Video Store
And it's like reels spinning like rims on a fast track
Tail lights to illuminate the flashbacks
On my way to the Video Store
You keep a lazy eye trained on the pathway
Search for a lost treasure in the ashtray
You wanna brawl?
Then it's on when I spawn weapons
Killing Diddy Kong with the bombs and the NOS
Getting silly mixing Tron in the palm with Sadam
Television flickers off, then it's calm and the fog settles
I keep loads of cheat codes and walkthroughs
Repeat clothes for weeks, don't at all move
Doritoes with Cheetos and fondue
Defeat foes with ease, gloat
You're all noobs
When I'm in it your demise is a click away
Device ticking 'til it dies
It's a different game
I'm pretty integrated
Lights get to dissipating
Now I need another pastime, need to drift away
Deep in the mean streets
Reality packing me into traffic that's trickling by a tragedy
Apparently the cat was speeding fast as I plan to be
Slow it down, turn around, what the heck is happening?
On my way to the Video Store
Reels spinning like rims on a fast track
Tail lights to illuminate the flashbacks
On my way to the Video Store
You keep a lazy eye trained on the pathway
And search for a lost treasure in the ashtray
On my way to the Video Store
Reels spinning like rims on a fast track
Tail lights to illuminate the flashbacks
On my way to the Video Store
Keep a lazy eye trained on the pathway
And search for a lost treasure in the ashtray
On my way
On my way
To the Video Store
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