Paradox Tango

GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,

DRIP-PING IN THE VOID,

WIN-NING ALL THE PRIZ-ES WHILE THE PLAN-ET GETS DE-STROYED.

A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE ZOM-BIE IN A GLOSS-Y NEW DIS-GUISE,

SIP-PING EMP-TY COF-FEE WITH THE DEAD-NESS IN HER EYES!

Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,

There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!

RAC-ING PAST THE BOS-TON TRAIN,

NO NEIGH-BORS ON THIS FLOOR,

TEN AD-VILS IN MY SYS-TEM 'CAUSE WE CAN'T FEEL AN-Y-MORE.

Amara vara Mara vara YACHT-ROCK PANE,

NTH-DEGREE NI-HIL-ISM IN THE CYBER-POROUS RAIN.

UN-DER-SCOR-ING GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW, FUCK IT,

WHAT-EV-ER, YEAH 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,

CAR

SEAT LEATH-ER FAD-ING UN-DER EMP-TY SKIES.

WORD FOR WORD YES I’M HOLD-ING THE BAG IN MY DREAMS,

WASH-ING OUT THE NI-HIL-IST STA-TIC IN THE STREAMS.