What Price, Wonderland? - Being Static | Текст песни

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• What Price, Wonderland?
• Being Static

i shudder and shake
swerve accross the road
and every single spinning axis
is in perfect tune
singing the same song
singing the same words
but my direction is untold
out of time and out of touch
arriving home, in the worst possible kind of time
being static, is the only thing i can not stand
i want my hand to become the pen
my pen to become my hand
and to excite myself again
the cogs whir
as we begin to shudder and shake
singing
these words mean nothing!
they don't even exist