Club Drone

Been cynical and powerless
I'll tell you something personal
I don't believe in control
Been cynical but I don't think that I want to be
Always pissed off
Always trying to make some money in chaos
Couldn't even make sense
Dead machinery
It's all made up and covered in concrete
Getting swallowed by the vacancy

We'll take your loaded questions and trade em for thirty grand
And a shot in the dark
Cause we knew from the start
That these rockets gotta land

Somewhere
To the town you started dreaming of some clean air
Just a little more time
I hope you find her, that person that you want to be
So get your dress right
Choose a name and lose a number
Pick the right fights, then swing til you're dead
You got one life
Better make it what you want to be

We'll take your loaded questions and trade em for thirty grand
And a shot in the dark
Cause we knew from the start
That these rockets gotta land
We'll take your loaded questions and trade em for thirty grand
And a shot in the dark
Cause we knew from the start
That these rockets gotta land



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Napier
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