LYRICS:

On DMT, a cat sat on my lap, thought it was simba
My cartoon friend's computerized voices ring in my head
Just like marimbas
Psychonaut, I got a lot of time to reach high states of mind
Perception readjust 
My atoms scattering like dust from clapped erasers

Your words are a placebo
so my supposed symptoms seem so
Very irrational, hypochondriacal
All cashable, and you are liable

Strip us through acceleration
commence my detoxification
No leaders, no kings, and no idols
Imprisoned by all of my titles i'm 
catching glimpses of the past
Everything is coming back
First, it crashes like a wave and then
When it subsides, I cave
I gave gratuity, reaching a tipping point
So I'm just in the back ripping joints 
Got me still smoking but earning it
Seeing stars just like copernicus
Up in my head like neurosis
Now give me a new diagnosis
I swear that this espionage pushes us further
And you are the server, now I'm your client, so it's so convenient
But I must deny it, this holistic treatment

Your words are a placebo
so my supposed symptoms seem so
Very irrational, hypochondriacal
All cashable, and you are liable

You profit off it at my expense
circumvent my organic matrix
it's half anesthesia half stimulation
fully immersive on every occasion 
This espionage pushes us further
And you are the server, now I'm your client, so it's so convenient
But I must deny it, this sadistic treatment

Treatment

I want to be the next Prince.  I am racially ambiguous, I play all instruments in a rock band, I experiment heavily in music. Music is my life, 25 in the Twin Cities. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCzuUU_fA7DyA5-dLUhFu7Hw



Born and raised in Sweden (Gällivare/Malmberget/Kiruna).
Made intro/demo tunes on Amiga in the early 90ies.

I had to try out what new music software could do. 
Cred to all those real musicians that I steal samples from :)



Treatment

Problem Solvent (ex. Crabhammer)