Chat Bubbles / Ennervation Lyrics

You, in the metallic liquid bubble of a chatroom dreaming flirting using little yellow circles

Come out your room

Unless this be new like mousepad sticky mass on baby fingers

Unless heya cutie meets your eye and it true feel

Unless eggshell nerves weep hopeful LED constant with colour drip

Unless your chest sings such a mottled song of nightlight and birthday cake and furniture in the dark and joy and joy and joy, that scrambled room-feel globs together again like a big glossy egg

But if friendlist chills you lonely but a box of strangers then please come out your room, it's time for food