Endless traffic, faulty wire. Shorted out inside.
Stuck on pause recording the sound of buzzing pavement flies.
Stalled in static, a station breakdown on the tar. And there you are.
Lost in shatter of mirrors, ripped out, sold and tarred. On a star.

Radio waves, yellow lines.
Kiss the median tonight.
The holy host has spoken.

Stalled in static, a station breakdown on the tar. And there you are.
Lost in shatter of mirrors, ripped out, sold and tarred. On a star.

Radio waves, yellow lines.
Kiss the median tonight.
Whipped confection, sunday drive.
I can't dance to it.


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Statik Electrik song meanings
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