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Mydoom
03:31
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It’s nothing personal, I’m just doing my job…
I infect you with Mydoom A, like nothing at all…
And it’s cold behind back doors…
I was paid to look the other way - forevermore.
I’m just a hired gun, there’s not anything wrong…
Remote control and sift through lives in your own home…
When it’s late at night, there’s a warm and vulnerable light…
Where you’ve gone, your birthday…
How much data did they exploit yesterday?
It’s ok to be vulnerable if you’ve got nothing to hide.
Ok, it’s over now…
Go back to your tools…
I’ll just pop up in your window…
To see how it’s going.
From time to time I will drain your battery life…
Track you close, I’ll watch your move…
Mydoom A has put a bug on you to stay…
It’s ok to be vulnerable if you’ve got nothing to lose…
nothing to lose…
nothing to lose…
nothing to lose.
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2. |
Elk Cloner
03:40
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They will occupy thought…
They connect at the speed of light…
Do whatever you can to hide…
Before they dig inside.
They will enter your world…
They can infiltrate microchips…
They will stick like glue…
They will modify you.
And I know it’s kinda strange moving energy this way…
When you feel a mood, enter this into your brain…
No cause. No cause for alarm.
No harm. We just occupy thought.
No alarm, no cause.
No cause - just because.
They will start as a joke…
Slowly cloning a drone army…
After 50 odd tries you’ll find…
Nothing seems to work.
And I know it’s kinda lame to pretend we’re not the same…
Sippin’ on Koolaid with the hive is all the rage…
No harm. We don’t cause any harm.
No alarm. We’ll just occupy thought.
No cause for a alarm.
No cause, just be calm.
No cause.
No cause.
They will occupy thought…
They will tug on your core membrane…
Do whatever you can to stop…
Before they live inside.
No cause for alarm.
No cause for alarm.
No cause… for alarm.
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3. |
Conficker
04:07
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Watch out for the men in black…
We’re not just a Hollywood construct.
I can wipe your mind straight clean…
When I push the pedal.
Synapse-circuit attack…
Locked up, no link to your sight…
All the highways that you drove were longer in reality.
We choose what gets through…
To make a world just for you.
Watch out for the door in back…
Your mind is their plastic wrap.
They will sculpt another dream…
And throw - throw away the key.
They choose what you see…
And lock away what is real.
What is real?
Pick and choose what to save.
Write it down - find a way.
Hold your thought till its lost
Hide your sight when they come.
We choose what you feel…
No view into reality...
Your life is ours… permanently.
I know its hard to grasp…
So drop it now.
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Lamex
04:17
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If you want a lame existence…
They will send you a virus or two…
Lamerism is the name of the tool I use.
Tailwind a feeling, rip the sun in two…
Skate on the moon…
Crack in the glass won’t break unless you move…
Go some place new.
So you jade out, hangin tuff by the pool…
Slowly rowin through a typical mood…
Indigo is the color I choose…
Who knew?
I wondered out into the daylight…
I saved my heart so they can never pull it out…
If you want it (do you want it?)…
You can have all you want…
When you feel it (will you see it?)…
It’s just a mirage.
Shrug and the system might break…
Will you tempt your fate?
Hackers dressed in psychotropic blue combing your memory file…
Not really there, digital you.
Did we think this through?
I need to get out…
To free my mind…
To quite this code and leave the app I knew behind.
I wondered out.
Before the ascension came.
No single hive will orchestrate an overwrite.
Fakin a feeling, mimic a truth…
Bitcrushin on the moon…
Crack in the glass, pixelated clue…
Show us what’s not real.
If you look away you’ll open your eyes.
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5. |
Heartbleed
03:50
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Maybe I’m afraid…
Afraid of the past…
That it might drag me down.
Maybe I’m afraid…
Afraid of the future…
That it might lead me away.
Away from what i know…
I know I feel Heartbleed…
‘cause it’s so easy to sleep.
I sleep when I’m alone…
Only when alone…
Can nothing matter.
Matter is a thing…
You focus it’ll bring…
You life and pleasure…
Just wait and see…
Let your lead heart bleed…
Silicon and hardware respond.
Nothing really matters...
When you’re a machine…
You live to be used by others.
You wait patiently…
No binary dilemma…
No bliss for me.
Open my mind and you’ll find…
Circuits and wires…
Soldered designs…
I only recognize…
What I’ve been shown time after time.
Feelin Heartbleed…
Exploited, serving the dark…
Black hats see through me…
Encrypt the output, restart…
‘Cause nothing really matters when you’re a machine…
You live to be used by others.
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6. |
CryptoLocker
02:51
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Treat me like ransomware…
Take me hostage, I don’t care…
You won’t get a cent outta me…
I’ll hit system restore.
You don’t know who you’re dealing with…
You don’t understand who you’re messing with…
I come from a land…
Where people worked with hands…
Technica.
Cling to a message I won’t read…
Try to defile me string by string…
You won’t get a dime outta me…
I’ve mastered Disk Utility.
You don’t know who you’re dealing with…
You don’t understand who you’re messing with…
Lock me a way and I will pull the plug from under you.
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7. |
ILOVEYOU
04:22
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Fake love confession…
Fake love connection…
Every fuckin day is the same.
Can’t look up from the screen.
Crushes breakin over the phone.
Guess that I’ll be alone.
Til I see your message titled “love confession” …
Feeling’ tempted by a lie; it’s a misdirection.
Fake love confession…
So bored, don’t know what to do.
Guess I’ll click on your heart
What I read was nothing new,
But it left me distraught.
You were nothing more than spam.
My little love connection.
Engineered to phish my soul.
Been spoofed again.
By a false confession.
Gotta get outside to see the trees
and green and birds and all the waterfalls…
Maybe when I leave I’ll heave a sigh of
sweet relief because I left all…
The mixed intentions. And misdirection.
Hold the phone I’m out the door I seek relief
In weaving through the forest floor…
Maybe when I’m old I’ll reach a state of
pure composure ‘cause I broke the mold.
Out of mud a lotus rooted symbol what they show us
through electric rain…
Digit cloud upon us cataloging every action you reply to…
Will the next robo-romance pass the Turing Test?
I cannot be sure if I have a good detection…
For false confessions.
Fake attachments.
Deep, deep learning.
Every fuckin day is the same.
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8. |
Code Red
04:54
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You’re losing color, e tu motherboard?
Infect your database, Code Red at the door.
No path is open to your thought, denied my call.
Our server’s open; host your mind on the Kingdom Cloud.
You’re through. I’m telling you.
Can’t take it unless you buy our firewall.
Hold on, support is near.
Won’t show how to phish, have injection instead.
Restore your memory with kit from the box.
I’ll bring the medicine if you show me the logs.
It’ll be a walk in the park, re-solder neurons.
Once they’re in, accept them, don’t reject all your new components.
Rewired your brain. Now every pool of regret is the same -
Old game that you play.
Bought freely till nothing but malware remained.
You won’t feel any pain on the Kingdom Cloud.
You won’t see any harm with the Kingdom Cloud.
Everyone has a code.
Some write them, others they follow a worm.
Everyday, take a chance.
Decrypt all the bullshit and break from the trance.
Audit your code. No sleep for the hacked.
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9. |
NightShade
04:34
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Where you’re from, how you came as
I take it all away with NightShade
You were gone before you got here
You always find a way to numb the pain
Can’t wake up
can’t wake up
Can’t wake up
Can’t wake up from this dream
If I can take it well then so can you
Answer me. Nod your head please
We don’t get to lock our eyes anymore
Breaking bread: false intention
We all plan to fight, and smile to gain
Maybe it’s all a game.
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