Circulatory System - Inside Blasts Lyrics
Looping scenes over geometryMidnight windowTo foggy entranceSmall clutch on planesWire, wood or spacingGrains and saucesCome from another cityEntirely different from the present timeFrom the present time let's goTo different worlds than you thought possibleNew tastes, wire, wood or planesLooping, looping, looping, loopingYou, thought you'd never live (to find)All the thing inside, what about truth?It's something you don't often findWell, don't forget the skyFools, if you're waiting on some paradiseDon't forget your livesBecause, we observe the myth tonightWho wants to rise above these buildings?Who wants to rise above their chemistry?Tonight? climb a tree and follow the stars