

(mmmmm) GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
FAC-ING DOWN THE MIR-ROR'S GAZE,
SORT-ING THROUGH THE TRUTH BE-HIND THE COL-ORED COM-PRO-MISE HAZE.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE DI-ARY THAT EV-ERY-ONE CAN READ,
PLANT-ING ALL OUR RAW-EST PAIN TO WATCH A NEW TRUTH BREED!
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
GENUINE VOICE STAY. Amara vara Mara vara PSY-CHO-LO-GIC PANE,
OWN-ING EV-ERY SCAR WE FOUND WITHIN 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 DEEP AND REAL AND FREE 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.