Kinema

I-I really... I don't say this enough in my videos But if you do not have a katana yet, freaking get one! Satellite should die Up on my bow Looks like we're on the tide What you gonna do now? Keep my head up above my legs Don't let that inky wave make a sound Kinema, kinema, kinema, oh The chatter in this room Vibrates my hands Two pounds, two pounds In a factory tenor Foil blankets for bed Clothes and glucose pills Keep that heart rate below one-five-five Kinema, kinema, kinema, oh So high, you can't get over it So wide, you can't get 'round it So low, you can't get under it So high, you can't get over it So wide, you can't get 'round it So low, you can't get under it So high, you can't get over it So wide, you can't get 'round it So low, you can't get under it So high, you can't get over it So wide, you can't get 'round it So low, you can't get under it So high, you can't get over it So wide, you can't get 'round it So low, you can't get under it So high, you can't get over it So wide, you can't get 'round it So low, you can't get under it So high, you can't get over it So wide, you can't get 'round it Feel the head that rests in flames Just oil the pistons God knows that might be enough Keep my head up above my legs Now walk away from the swirl of that screaming edge So wide, you can't get 'round it So low, you can't get under it So high, you can't get over it So wide, you can't get 'round it