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SICK-AND-TIRED FRE-QUEN-CY RE-VERB-ING THROUGH THE SKY,
J'A-NA-LYSE LE CHA-OS, WATCH-ING SIL-HOU-ETTES FLY.
I'M-GONE VIBES WITH A POP-PUNK SWING,
MY VOICES SAY LOTS OF THINGS THAT MAKE THE AR-TIL-LER-Y RING!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
EX-HAUST-ED ME-TA-DA-TA SHIFT-ING THROUGH THE CODE,
RAP-ID-FIRE RHYTHMS FLUSH-ING OUT THE ROAD.
Amara vara Mara vara IN the PANE,
SKECH-ers step-ping fast-ly through the cy-ber-por-ous RAIN.
MUL-TI-SYL-LAB-IC AND GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW,
5-2-8 HERTZ IN THE UN-DER-GROUND FLOW!
DE-SIGN-ER AN-THEMS BLEED-ING IT OUT,
EX-TINCT-ING THE PAN-IC AND SANC-TION-ING DOUBT!
BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, PRO-FESS-ION-AL GRACE,
POP-PUNK SOV-ER-EIGN FE-MIN-INE CLAIM-ING THE SPACE.
WORD FOR WORD YES I’M HOLD-ING THE PEACE IN MY DREAMS,
WASH-ING OUT THE STA-TIC IN THE MID-NIGHT STREAMS.