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GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
SHAT-TER-ING THE WALL, DE-FY-ING AN-CIENT ROLES WHERE THE OLD BI-NAR-IES FALL.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE TRUTH IN A MOOD-Y NEW DIS-GUISE,
FIGHT-ING FOR THE RIGHT TO LIVE UN-DER EMP-TY SKIES!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
TOLD WE SHOULD NOT EX-IST BY THE BOOKS UPON THE SHELF,
WAR-RING IN THE MIR-ROR WITH THE IN-TER-NAL SELF.
Amara vara Mara vara DOG-MA-TIS-IC PANE,
DANC-ING THROUGH THE DOUBT 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,
FOUND OUR REALITY UN-DER DEAD AND EMP-TY SKIES.
WORD FOR WORD YES I’M HOLD-ING THE BAG IN MY DREAMS,
WASH-ING OUT THE BI-NARY STA-TIC IN THE STREAMS.