I hear invisible cars
Calling me down, down from my window
I see an army of you stretching your arms
And stretching your arms
But I can’t feel anymore
And all of these signs and all of these symbols
Perform a deft ricochet off a strange barricade
A strange barricade
If that’s true, then where am I
Stuck in an indecision cloak?
Black heart, or so they say
Served on a Sunday platter?
Oh no, I heard a call
Spat by a poison hairdo girl
Oh no, you heard it too
I read the words on the page, just sitting in rage
They’re never asking questions
I see an army of you still stretching your arms
And stretching your arms
But I just can’t feel anymore
And all of these signs and all of these symbols
Perform a deft ricochet on a strange barricade
A strange barricade
If that’s true, then where am I
Stuck in an indecision cloak?
Black heart, or so they say
Served on a Sunday platter?
Oh no, I heard a call
Spat by a poison hairdo girl
She’ll tear you limb by limb
Everything is so mechanical
Why do I try?
All the systems so susceptible
Never you mind
Crossed arms in the back analyze the sound
Short skirts in the front try to get the words
Down come the chemicals
Open up wide


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