like it's ready to explode Accelerate to make it slow Make it go Accelerate to make it slow Make it go I'm incomplete I'm incomplete I'm incomplete.
me something I've become the hollow man, I I've become the hollow man I see I'm overwhelmed I'm on repeat I'm emptied out I'm incomplete You trusted
If the storm doesn't kill me the government will I've got to get that out of my head It's a new day today and the coffee is strong I've finally got some
as big as your battles. Rattle my cage with your shadow. I'm a phantom-weight with a mouth full of feathers, Don't you know that what comes around goes around? I'm
dance-floor like you just don't care Look at what I've found Everybody look around Everybody looking like they just don't care, oh Give me the sound Well I'm
Mr. Richards, your position Is a messenger pigeon Left behind you when the camp moved on. We thought that you would listen But the words had never crystallized
It feels in dreams That everything is there for you The city breathes and pulses It's for you electron blue I knew that you could see right through
Everybody here Comes from somewhere But they would just as soon forget and disguise At the summer camp where you volunteered No one saw your face, no
The battle's been lost, the war is not won An addled republic, a bitter refund The business first flat earthers licking their wounds The verdict is dire
it's ready to explode Accelerate to make it slow Make it go Accelerate to make it slow Make it go I'm incomplete I'm incomplete I'm incomplete.
: If the storm doesn't kill me the government will I've got to get that out of my head It's a new day today and the coffee is strong I've finally got
: The battle's been lost, the war is not won An addled republic, a bitter refund The business first flat earthers licking their wounds The verdict is
: It feels in dreams That everything is there for you The city breathes and pulses It's for you electron blue I knew that you could see right through
, the gospel according to who? I lay right down. All your sad and lost apostles hum my name and flare their nostrils Choking on the bones you toss to them Well I'm
If death is pretty final I'm collecting vinyl I'm gonna DJ at the end of the world Hey steady steady Hey steady steady I don't wanna go till I'm good
