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GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
CLAIM-ING EV-ERY SPACE, TURN-ING ALL OUR SCAR TIS-SUE IN-TO SAV-ING GRACE.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE HEART BLEED-ING THROUGH THE NOISE,
RE-CLAIM-ING EL-EVEN-MU-SIC AS OUR OWN FRE-QUEN-CY VOICE!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
STEP-PING OUT OF SHAD-OWS THAT WERE NEVER MEANT TO STAY,
CARV-ING OUR OWN HEAV-EN IN THE MID-DLE OF TO-DAY.
Amara vara Mara vara EMP-TY-ROOM PANE,
FIND-ING AU-THEN-TIC PEACE 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 COM-PLETE AND WHOLE 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.