Get A Little Closer with Arrid Extra Dry 🧴⛫💨 Don't Be Shy 🦨 You Build A Fine Shrine Of Me

I play this song in an endless loop and stare at my dead self waving back at me.
Which one is dead? It's a trick question. All of them are dead...
AI can reanimate the dead but they are only pixels, but we are all just as ephemeral as pixels
On the timeline of eternity... not even

My brother builds a fine shrine to me
He builds a fine shrine to me

Get a little closer, let fold
Cut open my sternum and pull
My little ribs around you
Through arms, or maybe under, under you
I'll put the South pockets gladly
Over the rocky cliffs that you leap
To peer over and not forget what feet are
splitting threads of thunder over me
That I might see with my chest and sink
into the edges round you
Into the lakes and quarries that brink
on all the edges round you, round you
Get a little closer, let fold
Cut open my sternum and pull
My little ribs around you
The London baby crowns over you
Get a little closer let fold
Cut open my sternum and pull
My little ribs around you
Through arms, or maybe under, under you
I'll put the South pockets gladly
Over the rocky cliffs that you leap
To peer over and not forget what feet are
Splitting threads of thunder over me
Listen closely, closely to the floor
Emitting all its graces through the pores
You'd make a fine shrine in me
You'd build a fine shrine to me
That I might see with my chest and sink
Into the edges round you
Into the lakes and quarries that brink
On all the edges round you, round you
Get a little closer, let fold
Cut open my sternum and pull
My little ribs around you
The London baby crowns over you
Get a little closer, let fold
Cut open my sternum and pull
My little ribs around you
Through arms, or maybe under, under you