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(hummmmm) GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
PACK-ING UP THE FEAR,
THEY THREAT-EN TO E-VICT US BUT THE SOUL IS AN-CHORED HERE.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE DE-FENSE A-GAINST THE BIT-TER COLD,
PRO-CESS-ING RE-JEC-TION, TURN-ING TRAU-MA IN-TO GOLD!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
(ooh-ahh) NINETY-SIX PER-CENT NO DIS-CO,
SIXTY-SEVEN NO DISPLAY, WE ARE STRIP-PING DOWN THE PAN-IC JUST TO MAKE
IT THROUGH TO-DAY.
Amara vara Mara vara PSY-CHO-LO-GIC PANE,
CLAIM-ING ALL OUR IN-NER WORTH IN 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!
(ahhhh) BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY,
CLAIM-ING BACK THE PRIZE,
WE BUILD OUR OWN SAFE HOUSE
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.