Texty: Pinback. Microtonic Wave.
How can i just set a part thats so full?
how can i just read a part thats so cold?
you feeling depressed?
you can fill in the rest
how bout when they read to you?
how bout when you sang right along?
how bout when they read from these zines?
how bout when you read right along?
begin transmission
of our position
recieve transmission
of their position
we're trapped in the drift
entirely inside alone
a microtonic wave
forces us futher
how bout when they read to you?
how bout when you sang right along?
how bout when they read from these zines?
how bout when you read right along?
i can see your mouth move, know you're lying.
another generation of kids not buying
you feeling the crush
(a microtonic wave)
to get out of town?
begin transmission
of our position
recieve transmission
of their position
we're trapped in the drift
entirely inside alone
caught inside the booth
hanging up the phone
covered in loose change
and bits of paper
crawled inside the store
clinging onto no one
covered in his shame
hang me by my thumbs
cauterize my scars in scum
begin transmission
of our position
recieve transmission
of their position
we're trapped in the drift
(they fall further)
entirely inside alone
a microtonic wave
(they fall further down)
forces us futher
take them home
take them home
how can i just read a part thats so cold?
you feeling depressed?
you can fill in the rest
how bout when they read to you?
how bout when you sang right along?
how bout when they read from these zines?
how bout when you read right along?
begin transmission
of our position
recieve transmission
of their position
we're trapped in the drift
entirely inside alone
a microtonic wave
forces us futher
how bout when they read to you?
how bout when you sang right along?
how bout when they read from these zines?
how bout when you read right along?
i can see your mouth move, know you're lying.
another generation of kids not buying
you feeling the crush
(a microtonic wave)
to get out of town?
begin transmission
of our position
recieve transmission
of their position
we're trapped in the drift
entirely inside alone
caught inside the booth
hanging up the phone
covered in loose change
and bits of paper
crawled inside the store
clinging onto no one
covered in his shame
hang me by my thumbs
cauterize my scars in scum
begin transmission
of our position
recieve transmission
of their position
we're trapped in the drift
(they fall further)
entirely inside alone
a microtonic wave
(they fall further down)
forces us futher
take them home
take them home
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