As these days pass Underground Breathe the air Before you drown
One more time Another line Slowly difines A thought denied
We could do with some more poison(x 4)
Blinded by the burning lights Turn them off, turn 'em of Bodies break before there white Exposure sense before it's lost
Drawing lines Making shapes Stay alive To sail awake
We could do with some more noises (x 8)
The lines exist within the beat The shapes are moving all over the screen And i can see that nothings moving Is this something that's not worth losing?
This will do Oh it'll do Still we could...
We could do with some more noises (repeat until the end)