Rousseau
They're aware of you
Beneath the chutes now
Tampering with the levers
You release their drones
Indistinct wires
The red black wires
The red black
Indistinct colors
The drones are near
The drones are near
Roomsick Man is easy now
Arrested day. Awake in grey
Bedsick Man I read somehow
Once he was full. He's empty now
Is a part of my soul asleep today?
Is it hid under the pillow where
Cleophus lays?
Is it stuck inside the dash
With the shitty comp. tapes?
Something's wrong with my soul
They have lied to you
Beneath the chutes now
Tampering with the levers
The drones are near
Te drones are near
My heart beats from the outside
And I'll do anything to keep me inside
Cause I'm busy dodging rocks
and I can barely pick you up
But I can sense a faint disintrest
Although my levels are all fucked up
We run from the drones
I want to run from the drones with you
I don't want to run from the drones and you