Scattered in pieces Though your form is distinctive Tweak my genetics To better match your aesthetic Blank page in our history filled in With false memories I'm busy building Our own private city Mostly it's empty and self-contradictory Caught in a mystery Is part of you missing me What I lack in skill I make up in consistency Saw you coming from down the street Saw you staring across the room When you give the signal We change into our costumes
And we're gone Moving on Off the ground Don't want to be found
There's a flash of hope At the end of the tunnel Put ourselves back together I know you hate puzzles I am just a chimpanzee At a typewriter hitting random keys And given infinite time It might make sense And if not, I tried Kick open the goddamn door Out into the wonder We have no excuse now Create and explore till the whole thing goes under
We're gone Moving on Off the ground Don't want to be foundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
