*synth randomly appears*
8D
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
Helicopters fly over the beach
Same time everyday same routine
Clear target in the summer when skies are blue
Its part of the noise when winter comes
It reverberates in my lungs
Natures' corrupted in factories far away
Here we go again
That's electric
Your loves' like rhinestones, falling from the sky
That's electric
We are future pixels in factories far away
Here we go again
That's electric
Your loves' like rhinestones, falling from the sky
That's electric
With future pixels in factories far away
Here we go again