Officia:https://vk.com/Asphalt_Airborne I like the sound of the broken pieces I like the lights that are inside what she says We’ve got machines, but the kids got Jesus We’ve got to move like (inaudible) I can’t hear you, They will fight you Watch them build a friend/brain just like you Morning sickness X-Y-Z Teenage girls with ESP Teenage girls with ESP Give me a sound to see An other world outside full of all the broken things that I made Just give me a life to be An other world outside full of all the awful things that I made We like to dance, but the dead go faster Turn up the slam and the bar code blaster We want the cash or the drug you’re after Lose all control for the mix-tape master Self-correction, Mass dissection, Desperate brats are in detention Morning sickness X-Y-Z Boys with bombs and NMA Compromising, Specializing, Photograph that I’m erasing (inaudible but really sounded like “bona fide with eggshell screams” haha) Girls with guns on LSD Cell/Self-infection, Mass destruction, Program for the final function Lab rat king, rescue team Save me from the next life Give me a sound to see An other world outside full of all the broken things that I made Just give me a life to be An other world outside full of all the awful things that I made ‘Cause we are the last disease An other broken life full of all the awful things that I made And we’ve got the eyes to see/ecstasy An other broken life full of all the awful things that I made