Plasticine Video (MV)

Spring in the wind with pennies in my palm
Dogs bark to wailing alarms
Mother dreamt of calm
We weren't born into art
We were sold for parts and left
Yet we were handsome and we held hope
And ran the street on an empty gloat
Theft means you're broke
But it's different strokes
For different folks
I'd do it all again
I'd do it all again
How can I stop myself, from order of artificial intelligence?
And how can I stop myself?
Won't you throw me a line?
Won't you throw me a line?
I'm in awe of phase-based news and I know it's flawed
And I'm bored of the sordid softcore porn
I've been placed on this platform
And if you're inactive for days you're no longer half-famous
I've fallen to craters of dangerous places
Adverts are television and algorithms are like plasticine
Throw me to chastity, happily challenge me or dance with me
Shut down your computer
And shut down the asylum
I said shut down your computer
And shut down the asylum
How can I stop myself, from order of artificial intelligence?
And how can I stop myself?
Won't you throw me a line?
Won't you throw me a line?
Black snow falls it's received with thank yous
Chaos is a virtue here
Specular reflection sneers droops your features like
Clay endearing to our fears
You here the pistol squeal
Epileptic drain lids the disruption of schizophrenic hydrants defies silence
Then a hum in the latter of the tunnel
You spend your days planned
With will to make grands
Stranded in the middle of the wasteland
Wishing to see the pearly gates stand
And there waits your offering from loving grey hands
How can I stop myself, from order of artificial intelligence?
And how can I stop myself?
Won't you throw me a line?
Won't you throw me a line?