Weaponized Inertia

(shhh) GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,

TURN-ING OFF THE BRAIN,

SKA-TING PAST THE WOR-RY IN THE CY-BER-PO-ROUS RAIN.

A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE CHA-OS,

CRACK-ING A TITE FRETTE,

WE'RE PLAC-ING ALL OUR TO-KENS ON THIS AESTHET-IC BET!

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, EM-BRAC-ING ALL THE BLIND-SPOTS JUST TO CLEAR OUT THE

WAY. Amara vara Mara vara PSY-CHO-LO-GIC PANE,

DROP-PING ALL THE LOG-IC FOR THE IN-DIE SLACK DO-MAIN.

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,

BURN-ING OUT THE SYS-TEM 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.