Kinetic automation
Realistic installation
These words that make no sense in
The real world applications
Unthinking majority
They still have priority
They still herd just like sheep in
This cursed annexation
You still don't know what it's like when
Crown plague is at record high
You still don't know what it's like when
We all scrape just to get by
When I need you the most
I see your ghost
I see them resonate, those tectonic plates
This wheel has no spokes
Like, holy smokes
But that's alright, we'll do just fine
I see your light shining down
Turning all frowns upside down
We rock the night
Just like old times
They resonate, tectonic plates
I wish I could go back to that time
When we could hit the park
But in due time we realise
We will be back soon enough
Or so that everyone says but
That's what comes up from the press
It ain't worth believing the hype when
Words change every minute goes by
When I need you the most
I see your ghost
I see them resonate, those tectonic plates
This wheel has no spokes
Like, holy smokes
But that's alright, we'll do just fine
I see your light shining down
Turning all frowns upside down
We rock the night
Just like old times
They resonate, tectonic plates
When I need you the most
I see your ghost
I see them resonate, those tectonic plates
This wheel has no spokes
Like, holy smokes
But that's alright, we'll do just fine
I see your light shining down
Turning all frowns upside down
We rock the night
Just like old times
They resonate, tectonic plates