Static Hearts

Girlies in the cockpit,

shifting to the core,

Finding what we mean when we don't hide no more.

I saw you playing with the static,

acting so dramatic, But I choose the laminar flow over the static!

Ninety-six percent no disco,

sixty-seven no display, We are stripping down the noise to let the

feelings stay. Amara vara Mara vara psychologic pane,

Finding deep authenticity in cyber-porous rain.

FUCK IT,

WHATEVER, YEAH WE RUN THE SHOW!

Spilling all our guts while we secure the bag,

Top thirty leaderboard waving the flag!

Meaw meaw meaws in the light,

There’s mille murmur dans la nuit

in the night!

Word for word I'm holding the bag in my dreams,

Washing out the nihilist static in the streams.

Lucir, I shine.