Under the Sound
Are you a drone?
Fixed to gaze
Can't help a clone existential is prohibited
Our only role, survive and breed
We walk alone to the pulse pushing us the dream
Under the sound
Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
Under the sound
Under the sound, everything you ever need
It's cold outside
When you do these things alone
But the bridges are burning, but we let go
You're up at night
Bring cyclones to your toes
The world is turning, turning, turning
Under the sound
Under the sound, the cycle carbon colony
Under the sound
Under the sound, everything you ever need
When you lose at life, it's a bagging for someone
I am nonchalant and I don't
We stress or slide
In a soundtrack silhouette
Deus ex machina
For the people that grow cold, everywhere they go
Good god baby, trying their best
The commandments that you broke, little liars post
Poly-rhythmic, distancing
From the system that grows old
This generation knows, rambles changing minds from their time
Until that grass is mowed, everywhere I go
Good god I'd be, I'd be, I'd be
Under the sound
Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
Under the sound
Under the sound, everything you ever need
You never know sin, if you never know sleep
You never know shallow, if you never know deep
You never know secrets if you don't have a peek
The future's the forest of the unknown
Under the sound
Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
Under the sound (under the sound)
Under the sound, everything you ever need
Under the sound
Fixed to gaze
Can't help a clone existential is prohibited
Our only role, survive and breed
We walk alone to the pulse pushing us the dream
Under the sound
Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
Under the sound
Under the sound, everything you ever need
It's cold outside
When you do these things alone
But the bridges are burning, but we let go
You're up at night
Bring cyclones to your toes
The world is turning, turning, turning
Under the sound
Under the sound, the cycle carbon colony
Under the sound
Under the sound, everything you ever need
When you lose at life, it's a bagging for someone
I am nonchalant and I don't
We stress or slide
In a soundtrack silhouette
Deus ex machina
For the people that grow cold, everywhere they go
Good god baby, trying their best
The commandments that you broke, little liars post
Poly-rhythmic, distancing
From the system that grows old
This generation knows, rambles changing minds from their time
Until that grass is mowed, everywhere I go
Good god I'd be, I'd be, I'd be
Under the sound
Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
Under the sound
Under the sound, everything you ever need
You never know sin, if you never know sleep
You never know shallow, if you never know deep
You never know secrets if you don't have a peek
The future's the forest of the unknown
Under the sound
Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
Under the sound (under the sound)
Under the sound, everything you ever need
Under the sound
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