People Are Dumb

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released October 30, 2016

Lyrics - Oran Horvits

Vocals, Bass - Oran Horvits
Guitars - Yotam Becker & Lavy Josephsohn
Drums - Yehonatan Gitelman

Production - Yotam Becker
Recording, Engineering & Mix - Yehonatan Sasson
MAstering - Aran Lavy

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Track Name: People Are Dumb
Am I relying on human kind
to excorsize my mind and cleanse my soul?
The air is filled with mediocricy
and cerebral immaturity

At the age of information
the choice is between
shutting the circuits
and creating a distraction from what's real

Since my brain still functions
Individuals' empires rule
getting under populated

By the time we're older
Biological products will be ignored

The world doesn't need more kids
to be educated into bliss
So we must try to use our heads
for the benefit of those who can't
The race has gone this far
it would be a shame to stop

Since my brain still functions
Individuals' empires rule
getting under populated

By the time we're older
Biological products will be ignored
Track Name: Rat Race
Looking at the narrow declining road of the cannibal
Infected, polluted defected, depressingly probable
Significant amount of sarcasm will not be an alibi
The beat of simplicity and shallow guitar is our lullaby

So I hide
in the depth of contempt and disgrace
Should I do
the rat race has left us no trace

Screaming at the mirror, he's lying to my face about everything
It's illogical I am the only one who sees it for what it is
A hollow repair is convenient with tools of indifference
The shadows rise up above and sting their eyes

So I try
to remain all the same in my core
But I cry
the rat race has left us no trace
Track Name: Buckets Of Slime
I've been sipping from the endless fountain
of indistinctable truth
Swallowing the mumbling of the numb people around me
spitting them from the roof
I'm hungry for knowledge and quenching my thirst
with gallons of megabytes
and I suck my energy
from inspirational nights

Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime

The chip in the head is wrapped inside your pockets
feeding your hollow lobes like an umbilical cord
Since you've murdered religion now you're starving your intelligence
you've got nothing to hold on to
so stream your nutrition spiced with commercials

Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime

Slimy smugness' dripping out of my veins
Slimy smugness' dripping out of my veins
Slimy smugness' dripping out of my veins
Slimy smugness' dripping out of my veins


Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime
Splattering buckets of slime
Track Name: Survival Of The Dumbest
The tenth time I went to the hospital
I came to extremely disturbing notion
Depressing as it was, I watch the gloomy ignorants
wobble through these halls, tainting civilization

Natural selection
In hibernation
while the strong dissolve
into the ground
become the basic
feast of the week

A few billions is morbidly obese
who takes your food
takes you air
takes your parking space
and I'm not saying we shouldn't learn from our past mistakes
but the survival of fittest could not be achieved without the extinction of the dumbest

Natural selection
In hibernation
while the strong dissolve
into the ground
become the basic
feast of the week
Track Name: Clean The Bodies
Twenty thousands vermin creep out of my prosthetic skin
seeking out a new bag of blood to leech on
They try to explain they have no sense of logic
but lack an excuse for not feeling nostalgic
They strive to attention and long for inspection
they gasp and they stick
they deny and they scream

Entertain us!
Entertain us!
Entertain us!
Entertain us!

I must clean the bodies
before they'll become an integral part of my sole
I must clean the bodies
before they'll become an integral part of my soul
I must clean the bodies
before they'll become an integral part of my sole
I must clean the bodies
before they'll become an integral part of my soul

Now they multiply since they carry their offspring on their backs
filled with vengeance an unorganized guerrilla warfare
So I arm myself with my brilliant tactics
I stand my ground and defend with symbolic
set of beliefs
bundle of leaves
I fail to obtain my control

Entertain us!
Entertain us!
Entertain us!
Entertain us!

I must clean the bodies
before they'll become an integral part of my sole
I must clean the bodies
before they'll become an integral part of my soul
I must clean the bodies
before they'll become an integral part of my sole
I must clean the bodies
before they'll become an integral part of my soul
Track Name: Hey There Yellow Sports Car
Hey there motorcycle on the sidewalk
Don't you look at me like I'm doing something wrong
I'm wandering alone
You block my inspiration

Hey there yellow sports car stuck in traffic
Don't you honk at me
I'm trying to believe
you're not a useless retard
but failing to prove otherwise

Eyelids made of wooden splinters
hold each other tight
Eardrums drown in vintage music
fueling my denial

Squinting at the sun
Spinning polygons
Squinting at the sun

Hey there hipster douche in my apartment
The progress made you arrogant but you're not
a part of the solution
You are the problem

Happy silhouette stands in my kitchen
coloring my pupils in many shades of red
I should not have seen it
Some things better left unknown

Eyelids made of wooden splinters
hold each other tight
Eardrums drown in vintage music
fueling my denial
Track Name: She Used To
She used to understand me
She used to understand me

She laughs at my jokes
and holds me when I'm cold
When I'm with her I'm not as down as when I'm alone
She smiles with regret
and looks at me with loneliness
I sigh and search connection in her eyes

Teardrops pile up beneath our shoes

She used to understand me
She used to understand me

I love you
I'm not such a big fan of myself
I am captive of my primal desires
and I can't see through her wall of doubt

Teardrops pile up beneath our shoes

The middle is a myth
Compassion is a lie
Miscommunication consumes our lives

We used to understand me
We used to understand me
We used to understand me
We used to understand me
Track Name: Air
The bottle smashed the atmosphere
The pipe has drained my sight
Decaying promises the the powder will ignite

I'm here because they want
continuity in life
an egoistic act of love
breeds condescending knives

Expectations are my prison
Disappointment is my grave
Both of them had to take their part in the evolution game

Air for my lungs
Air for my lungs

If the episode of ignorants
has only just begun
What are my chances to survive until it's done

My face is turning blue
My nostrils are giving up
I'm too old for this world
by being way to young

Air for my lungs
Air for my lungs

Life is all around me
not inside my head

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