Song by @synthbobsquarewave and @illin-noise. Work in progress. v3.0.1. Alcohol was involved.

No description necessary. Lyrics say it all:


Situation's kind of funny
I can't find my way out of this pot of honey

Time is like a prism
Refracting my heart
Until yesterday

Then one day nothing changed
Everything was the same
Hella Sticky

Then one day nothing changed
Everything was the same
Hella Sticky

Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky

Something tells me that I'm stuck here
I keep getting the sense I may disappear 

Space is just a reflection
Of what's in my heart
Some reality

Then one day something changed
Things weren't the same
Hella Sticky

Then one day something changed
Things weren't the same
Hella Sticky

Hella Sticky
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Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky

Oh-oh-oh
Hey hey hey hey hey hey

Oh-oh-oh
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Ah-ah

Oh-oh-oh
Hey hey hey hey hey hey

Oh-oh-oh
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Ah-ah

One more time
One more time

One more time
One more time

One more time
One more time

One more time
One more time

Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky

Situation's kind of funny
I just learned that I might like the taste of honey

Time and space aren't the answer
To winning my heart
Which is made of time

All these days all this change
So much is the same
Hella sticky

All these days all this change
So much is the same
Hella sticky

Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
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Hella Sticky 

Then sometimes when things change they're really the same, the same
But remaining the same can be a change from changing

Time and space condensing
Is the nectar of the fabric of my soul
These moments are just atoms glowing and
Imbued with emotion
And love
And love

Hella Sticky
Hella Sticky
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Hella Sticky by Synthbob Squarewave & Illin Noise

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Synthbob was first assembled in 2007 from duct tape, cardboard, aluminum foil, liquor, weed, and filthy beats.

In the ensuing centuries, Synthbob travelled all throughout the multiverse, the space-time continuum, and the quantum realm. He saw some cool shit and hung out with some hippie aliens who seemed pretty cool.

When Synthbob started experimenting with digital audio, he instinctively turned every virtual knob all the way up to 11. The result was a clipping distortion so heinous, it turned every signal in the universe into a pure square wave for one trillionth of a second. He enjoyed this sound so much that he adopted it as his last name.

Synthbob has received such praises as being "ultra-discount Daft Punk," "shitty-chic," and "faux-deep."

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