Jealous Binary Confession

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

LET-TING SHAD-OWS SPEAK,

PLAY-ING OUT THE SCE-NES WHEN THE LOG-IC GETS TOO WEAK.

A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE TOX-IC LIT-TLE PHASE,

WALK-ING BLIND-LY THROUGH THIS IN-TEL-LEC-TUAL MAZE!

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 LET THE IN-TRU-SIVE THOUGHTS COME OUT TO PLAY.

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

WASH-ING OUT THE JEAL-OUSY IN CY-BER-PO-ROUS RAIN.

(yeah, yeah)

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,

OWN-ING ALL OUR MAD-NESS

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.