Digital Light
Memory loss
Amputate my brain, it's too much
Cover up my tracks
I can't stop
Justify your point and move on
You're messing me up
Oxygen count
Beautiful computer, shut down
Decorate your place across town
Powering all
You're stressing me out
And I feel a little unwell
Yeah you're stressing me out
And I feel a little unwell
So where you gonna go tonight?
We'll disconnect from the others
Where you gonna go tonight?
White lies like we're making it up
I got a fever, fever
Digital light shining right between the eyes
The symptoms of a wasted love that nobody wanted
I got a fever, fever
Panic attack shooting up the Fahrenheit
And nobody should feel like me
I'm trying to say sorry
Falling asleep
Watch me walking backwards, I'm weak
Complicate my days
You're sweet
Television's out of my reach
And I feel a little unwell
Where you gonna go tonight?
We'll disconnect from the others
Where you gonna go tonight?
White lies like we're making it up
I got a fever, fever
Digital light shining right between the eyes
The symptoms of a wasted love that nobody wanted
I got a fever, fever
Panic attack shooting up the Fahrenheit
And nobody should feel like me
I'm trying to say sorry
Where are we?
Where are we?
Where are we now?
We gotta keep it on lockdown
I've got a fever, fever
Digital light shining right between the eyes
The symptoms of a wasted love that nobody wanted
I've got a fever, fever
Panic attack shooting up the Fahrenheit
And nobody should feel like me
I'm trying to say sorry
I got a fever, fever
Digital light shining right between the eyes
The symptoms of a wasted love that nobody wanted
I got a fever, fever
Panic attack shooting up the Fahrenheit
And nobody should feel like me
I'm trying to say sorry
Amputate my brain, it's too much
Cover up my tracks
I can't stop
Justify your point and move on
You're messing me up
Oxygen count
Beautiful computer, shut down
Decorate your place across town
Powering all
You're stressing me out
And I feel a little unwell
Yeah you're stressing me out
And I feel a little unwell
So where you gonna go tonight?
We'll disconnect from the others
Where you gonna go tonight?
White lies like we're making it up
I got a fever, fever
Digital light shining right between the eyes
The symptoms of a wasted love that nobody wanted
I got a fever, fever
Panic attack shooting up the Fahrenheit
And nobody should feel like me
I'm trying to say sorry
Falling asleep
Watch me walking backwards, I'm weak
Complicate my days
You're sweet
Television's out of my reach
And I feel a little unwell
Where you gonna go tonight?
We'll disconnect from the others
Where you gonna go tonight?
White lies like we're making it up
I got a fever, fever
Digital light shining right between the eyes
The symptoms of a wasted love that nobody wanted
I got a fever, fever
Panic attack shooting up the Fahrenheit
And nobody should feel like me
I'm trying to say sorry
Where are we?
Where are we?
Where are we now?
We gotta keep it on lockdown
I've got a fever, fever
Digital light shining right between the eyes
The symptoms of a wasted love that nobody wanted
I've got a fever, fever
Panic attack shooting up the Fahrenheit
And nobody should feel like me
I'm trying to say sorry
I got a fever, fever
Digital light shining right between the eyes
The symptoms of a wasted love that nobody wanted
I got a fever, fever
Panic attack shooting up the Fahrenheit
And nobody should feel like me
I'm trying to say sorry
Credits
Writer(s): William Angus Mark Irvine, Christopher Brian Clark, Gareth Stewart Thompson, John Michael Caddick
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