Lyrics
Infinite Scroll
[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle]
Awestricken, my brow furled up, my lip is curled
All distant, need a referral for a different world
Audacious my instinct is to go and get small places
Fuck your lease, I don’t owe you shit
Outlandish, I get low and I hover there
Not branded, cause if they could they'd discover air
Rain Walrus, under a pelt like a brother bear
Stone Fragments trapped in air tight tupperware
Who’s missing? The headcount says minus 1
Dude, listen: Priest, my mouth is a zion's gun
Intrepid, below ice like the submarine
Been sectioned, looking at old tight drum machines
Mixed potions, Hoping to grow like Thumbelin'
Your shit's broken, so watch me roll like tumbleweed
Old patterns breaking, interrupt duplicates
No data: blank, your concept's toothless
It's done
[Chorus: P.O.S]
I am a dead man walking
Them streets ain't talking, man
They busy talking on they phones
Favoriting they problems, liking all they causes
About this track
"Infinite Scroll" is a song by P.O.S. from the album Chill, dummy, released in 2017. The song was written by Manchita, Open Mike Eagle, P.O.S.. It was produced by Cory Grindberg, daedaePIVOT.
Contributors
- Lady Midnight— 3 credits as additional vocals →
- James Buckley— 5 credits as bass →
- Cory Grindberg— 11 credits as songwriter & producer →
- daedaePIVOT— 123 credits as songwriter & producer →
- Manchita— 3 credits as songwriter →
- Open Mike Eagle— 201 credits as songwriter & producer →
- P.O.S.— 175 credits as songwriter & producer →
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