city in a bottle
They'd put a city in a bottle with all their maybes
While the city might topple, and they'd call it lazy
Well, I'm not here at all, I'd let anything phase me
Call you golden child, say you're no baby
These things creep up on you, they're never done with you
It all crept up too soon, leaves you too-little-room
These things creep up on you, they're never done with you
It all crept up too soon, leaves you too-little-room
Oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
And I'm bound, and I'm muzzled for my own safety
Am I supposed to act puzzled when systems fail me?
But I'm not shocked at all when I act ungracefully
Call you golden child, then tell you you're crazy
These things creep up on you, they're never done with you
It all crept up too soon, leaves you too little room
These things creep up on you, they're never done with you
It all crept up too soon, leaves you too-little-room
Oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
And, oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
And, oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
And, oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
While the city might topple, and they'd call it lazy
Well, I'm not here at all, I'd let anything phase me
Call you golden child, say you're no baby
These things creep up on you, they're never done with you
It all crept up too soon, leaves you too-little-room
These things creep up on you, they're never done with you
It all crept up too soon, leaves you too-little-room
Oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
And I'm bound, and I'm muzzled for my own safety
Am I supposed to act puzzled when systems fail me?
But I'm not shocked at all when I act ungracefully
Call you golden child, then tell you you're crazy
These things creep up on you, they're never done with you
It all crept up too soon, leaves you too little room
These things creep up on you, they're never done with you
It all crept up too soon, leaves you too-little-room
Oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
And, oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
And, oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
And, oh, is this cancer born from man?
You'd think it engineered by hand
Stopping us stand
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Writer(s): Tom Havelock, Lauren Auder, Sae Han
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