

GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
SPIN-NING RE-AL-I-TY GOLD, BREAK-ING FREE FROM LE-GENDS THAT WERE AL-WAYS OVER-TOLD.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE TRUTH THAT CAN HEAL ALL THE STRAIN,
RE-SET-TING EV-ERY FRE-QUEN-CY UN-TIL ONLY TRUTH RE-MAINS!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
(meaw meaw) TUNE IN-TO THE TAPE-LOOPS AND DIAL OUT THE STATIC NOISE,
RE-PLAC-ING DUST-Y SHAD-OWS WITH A RAW AU-THEN-TIC VOICE.
Amara vara Mara vara CA-THAR-TIC PANE,
FIND-ING REAL SYN-CHRO-NI-CI-TY IN QUE-BEC SUMMER 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!
(yeah we run the show)
BAL-ANC-ING
THE FRE-QUEN-CY, CLAIM-ING BACK THE PRIZE,
WE ARE WHOLE AND REAL 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.