30 minutes of music for your ears. Created thanks to the CIA and "someone's" realization that they are SICK AND TIRED of being gloomy all the time. There are more colours than grey black and red!

Tracklist:

1. The Punchline Of A Cigarette
2. Citruses And Cavities
3. Band Practice
4. Myocardial!
5. A Glitch In Time And Space
6. Ink Splatter Love Letter
7. €dance
8. Green Blue Red Pink
9. To Tell Computers And Humans Apart
10. Daisy, Are You Still Alive
11. Plastic Skeleton Stars In His Own Teen Drama
12. Get Your Hands Out Of My Cereal
13. Lucky

the butt of the joke and the punchline of a cigarette
forget I told you all the things that I regret
are you shivering now
oh have you recoiled yet
let's go cover our ears now

if you cry then I'll cry harder
if you died then I'd die too
well sorry that I'm such a downer
drown it out with a catchy tune

what you can't see cannot hurt you
take this blindfold, tie it tight
I don't want to share this with you
I'll keep quiet for the night

take this flame and put it out now
I don't wanna burn you down
take this flame and put me out now
I don't wanna smoke you out

whatever it takes to shut me up
duct tape, super glue, or bolts and nuts
whatever it takes to shut me up
I feel so bad, I know you're sad enough

lemonade will rot your teeth
may have cavities but at least it's sweet
they say life give you lemons but life gave me limes
they're not yellow enough so I'm not allowed to cry

it's just a bug 
it's just a scratch
not normal enough
not sick enough to crash
disease disorder there's a catch
what'll make me tragic enough to crash

just leave me alone to wither and wallow
limes are just as tough and sour to swallow
but no one wants limes for their lemonade stand
I thought I could relate but it turns out I can't

it's not enough to be sufficient
come back when more teeth are missing
it's not enough to be sufficient
come back with less teeth

so naive and yet so brash
lemons and limes don't have to clash
disease disorder what's the catch
what'll make me tragic enough to crash

everything's great and I'm feeling amazing
I've never felt better and it's pretty crazy
I've got a feeling and I don't know why
but something's really going wrong tonight

oh no!
cardiac arrest!
a blood clot!
forming deep in my chest!

it's a heart attack, heart attack, heart attack
heart attack, heart attack, heart attack
heart attack, heart attack, heart attack
heart attack, heart attack, heart attack
yeah yeah

chew an aspirin and I'll be just fine
I wouldn't wanna ruin such a lovely time
oh why couldn't this wait till another day
I'm not in the mood for the ER today

. .-. .-. --- .-.

time seems to go so slow
my eyes glaze as the minutes pass
I still feel so small so young
or did everyone grow up too fast?
now everything feels wrong in this dimension that I call my home
I fell into a wormhole long ago
my skull is filled with styrofoam

how many minutes do I have left to live inside familiarity?
I'm not afraid I'm terrified
reality is scary

pick me up as if I were a ten-pound dog
does the bus keep moving from here? 
if it does then I'm not ready to leave yet
do you have the remote for time and space?
is the substance hard and rigid?
could you mould it before the PVR's set?

something is wrong something is strange
I need a scalpel please
just to dissect the things I feel
what I'm experiencing
now everything feels wrong in this dimension that I call my home
I just want normality
I want a life that I can call my own

I think that I need an imaginary girlfriend
I don't care for love but you'll believe me if I pretend
all I've gotta do to make you sing out loud
is write about things that I have no right to write about

love and whatnot
I guess it's pretty neat
boxes of chocolates and roses seem pretty sweet
but it's not for me
not yet at least
so love is just a prop for a melody

I think that I'll pass on a cheesy high-school romance
I'll pass on holding hands in the hallways from class to class
I'm not mature enough no I'm still a kid
I won't pretend to have crushes just to fit in
no

love songs are cool and all but this one is empty
so here goes my love letter
addressed to nobody

parallel lines on a sheet of paper
am I addicted to destroying myself?
call it ugly but you cant deny
that they do align with my veins quite well
the purple compliments the blue and green
yeah these arms belong in magazines
so I might try to justify my pain
my disfiguration will not be in vain

pay attention to me
I can prove it's real
watch my layers peel back
then watch them heal
ugly arms discoloured legs
forever now
I feel proud I feel ashamed
I feel worn out

a bloody mess on the bathroom floor
my hands shake as I write the score
it makes me hate it makes me lie
these lines will stay after I die

get a sterile bandage 
for my little scrapes
I feel safe now
under layers of medical tape

(hey!)
this isn't my face, is it yours?
(what?)
is outside real if I'm indoors?
(hey!)
you there, do you you recognize yourself?
(what?)
would you say that you know yourself well?

does your face look good in the mirror?
do you know you're real?
do you know you're breathing?
it isn't always so clear 
to tell computers and humans apart
my veins and guts and bones are here
but are they real or are they fake?
find a way to make it clear
to tell computers a humans apart

(hey!)
your skin is soft and pink and warm
(yeah)
mine is cold and grey and won't deform
(hey!)
if I gouge your eyes out you will scream
(I...)
I think I might be a machine

my wires and screws and screens are here
but are those normal things to have?

I can see my face in the mirror
but I don't think I'm real
I don't think I'm breathing
it's now becoming clear
to tell computers and humans apart

my veins and guts and bones are fake
they're simulated for my sake
I found a way to make it clear
to tell computers and humans apart

is it real, is it real?
is anything real? 
and if not, does it even really matter?

who says you're real
you could be a simulation just like me
I found a way to make it clear
to tell computers a humans apart

Daisy, are you still alive?
did things get better in your life?
or did they just stay the same?
I really hope you're doing well
but I have no way to tell
I never knew your last name

and I know I'll never see you again
but I wonder what happened to you
72 hours as friends
but it was in a hospital room

if I could go back in time
I'd take a picture with my eyes
so I'd have something to show
because when I start to age
I will forget your name and face
and then I'll never know

I've heard it in all the songs
I've read it all the books
these are the best years of your life, they said
if that's the truth then that's pretty sad
right now my life consists of staring at a wall
can't say I'm disappointed
but I'm not having fun at all

this isn't what the movies promised me
how could I believe them?
how could I be so naive?
I feel like I've been sold a lie
I've been tricked
this isn't what the movies promised me

I thought that I'd be having fun
I thought there would be parties
don't know what I was thinking
but it's what the movies told me
nobody's gonna join my band 'cause no one knows my name
I'm getting sick of hanging out with plastic skeletons all day
and to honest I'm really really scared
I'm scared of growing up and I don't think that I'm prepared
I get nervous when I talk to people
I'm nervous in the hallways
I'm nervous in the parking lot
as nervous as the first day

right now my life consists of staring at a screen
high school's not as fun as hollywood has made it seem

I thought that I'd be having fun
I thought there would be parties
I wouldn't wanna go
but I'd just wanna be invited
nobody's gonna talk to me
I might as well be mute
so I'll continue eating lunch alone
until I'm done with school
and to be honest I'm really really scared
I'm scared of growing up and I don't think that I'm prepared
I don't know how to talk
I don't know how to socialize
I don't know how to look people in their eyes

oh that colour's far too bright
and that noise is way too loud
a thousand signals all at once
your voice gets lost inside the crowd
an oversaturated room
explosions will arrive soon
maybe you'll get lucky
maybe you'll get lucky

stare at the screen 
notice each and every pixel
(don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes)
bright lights reflect off of your retinas
(don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes)

millions of stars
scattered through the night sky
(scream loud and clear, scream loud and clear)
only the brightest ones leave imprints on our minds
(scream loud and clear, scream loud and clear)

will you find me if I send my thoughts into the void
(da da da da)
they'll live on my computer 'til everything's destroyed
(da da da da)
the server room's exploding
there's a fire at the door
and there's neon clolours everywhere
who want to be adored