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GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
CLOCK-ING IN THE NIGHT,
TRAD-ING AN-CIENT DOG-MA FOR A NEW FRE-QUEN-CY LIGHT.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE TRUTH IN AN AU-THEN-TIC VOICE,
RE-CLAIM-ING EL-EVEN-MU-SIC AS AN IN-NER CHOICE!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
CARV-ING OUT OUR SPACE BEYOND THE SHADOW OF THE PAST,
BUILD-ING UP A TRUTH THAT IS DE-SIGNED TO FIN-ALLY LAST.
Amara vara Mara vara PSY-CHO-LO-GIC PANE,
WALK-ING THROUGH THE NOISE 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,
WE ARE WHO WE ARE UN-DER DEAD AND 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.