@migu music@

It's infected, this city's a wasteland

Slow drone reality

Figure heads and scapegoats

Holding back the punch line

To exaggerate just right

We're collecting

IOU's and absent apologies

The unspoken sense of betrayal lingers

Everything is expendable here

Mannequins and advert placements

We leave no mark

No lasting impressions

We decay, we cower

We remain silent victims

We argueWe justify our own demise

Inner test market

We suck up the fumes

Meat, bones and bright ideas

It's all insane