"Sores Will Weep" lyrics - INTRONAUT

Making allegations of questionable value
How can you right what isn't wrong?
All our preoccupations, all of out pretensions
Placated to the point of retardation
This distinction in unfakeable
These flaws are unavoidable
This is a hippopotomac landmass
And we can't even coexist
Automatons and our prehistoricisms