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(hummmmm) GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
BREATHE-ING IN THE DEEP,
WEIGH-ING ALL THE PROM-IS-ES THAT WE COULD NOT KEEP.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE TRUTH THAT FINDS US WHERE WE LIVE,
LEARN-ING HOW TO PROCESS ALL THE SPACE WE HAVE TO GIVE!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
NINETY-SIX PER-CENT NO DIS-CO,
SIXTY-SEVEN NO DISPLAY, WE ARE STRIP-PING DOWN THE NOISE TO LET THE
TRUTH RE-MAIN AND STAY.
Amara vara Mara vara PSY-CHO-LO-GIC PANE,
FIN-ING CLEAR-ER MEAN-ING 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! (yeah!)
BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, CLAIM-ING BACK THE PRIZE,
WE ARE WHOLE AND CON-SCIOUS 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.