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(meaw meaw)
GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT STEER-ING THROUGH THE GOLD,
WIN-NING EV-ERY PRIZE WHILE THE UN-IVERSE GROWS COLD.
I FUCKED UP, TELL ME WHAT YOU WAN-NA SAY,
RAC-ING TO THE FRONT AS THE COL-ORS FADE A-WAY!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT! (ahhhh)
LAPP-ING EV-ERY-ONE WHILE WE BURN THE ROLLS OF CASH,
TOP FLOOR, NO NEIGH-BORS IN THE NI-HIL-ISTIC TRASH.
Amara vara Mara vara FLASH-ING LIGHTS PANE,
A-QUA-FI-NA DRIP-PING THROUGH THE CYBER-POROUS RAIN. (go!)
UN-DER-SCOR-ING GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW,
PULH-ING FOR FIRST PLACE AS WE RUN THE SHOW!
SPIL-LING ALL OUR GUTS WHILE WE SE-CURE THE BAG,
TOP-THIR-TY LEA-DER-BOARD WAV-ING THE FLAG!
BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, CLAIM-ING BACK THE PRIZE,
RUN-NING IN THE RACE UN-DER DEAD AND emp-ty SKIES.
WORD FOR WORD YES I’M HOLD-ING THE BAG IN MY DREAMS,
WASH-ING OUT THE RO-TEN STA-TIC IN THE STREAMS.