Lyrics
[Intro]
[Instrumental]
[Verse 1]
What did we do to get here?
How did we end up in this place?
Every door leads to a dead end.
In this synaptic liminal space.
[Verse 2]
When you try to speak to me...
All I hear is static, all I hear is noise.
Every word leads to a dead-end.
In our synaptic (aptic) liminal void.
[Pre-Chorus]
Shutdown. Restart. Recompile. Break apart!
[Chorus]
One day we'll find an iteration that grants us full communication. But now we're intercepting stations we don't want to hear.
The future isn't bright, no it's like a demon in the night, (it's) obligating us to fight the very thing (very thing) we fear.
[Verse 3]
When I try to sing to you,
All you hear is static, all you hear is noise.
Every word leads to a dead-end.
In our synaptic liminal void.
[Pre-Chorus]
Shutdown. Restart. Recompile! Break apart!
[Chorus]
One day we'll find an iteration that grants us full communication. But now we're intercepting stations we don't want to hear.
The future isn't bright, no it's like a demon in the night, (it's) obligating us to fight the very thing (very thing) we fear.
[Rhythmic Breakdown]
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
One day we'll find an iteration that grants us full communication. But now we're intercepting stations we don't want to hear.
The future isn't bright, no it's like a demon in the night, (it's) obligating us to fight the very thing (very thing) we fear.
[Ending]
[Verse 4]
When I try to run to you,
All you see is static, all you see is noise.
Every word leads to a dead-end.
In our synaptic liminal void.
[Pre-Chorus]
Shutdown. Restart. Recompile! Break apart!
[Chorus]
One day we'll find an iteration that grants us full communication. But now we're intercepting stations we don't want to hear.
The future isn't bright, no it's like a demon in the night, (it's) obligating us to fight the very thing (very thing) we fear.
[Pre-Chorus]
Shutdown. Restart. Recompile! Break apart!
[Chorus]
One day we'll find an iteration that grants us full communication. But now we're intercepting stations we don't want to hear.
The future isn't bright, no it's like a demon in the night, (it's) obligating us to fight the very thing (very thing) we fear.
[Ending]
