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  • I like the sound of the broken pieces
    I like the lights that assign where she sits
    We got machines but the kids got Jesus
    We like to move like we both don't need this
    God can’t hear you, they won't find you
    Watch them build a friend just like you
    Morning Sickness, XYZ
    Teenage Girls with ESP
    Gimme the sound to see
    Another world outside that’s full of
    All the broken things that I made
    Just give me a life to plead
    Another world outside that’s full of
    All the awful things that I made
    We like to dance but the dead go faster
    Turn up the slam hound barcode blaster
    We want the cash or the junk you’re after
    Rise up control for the mixtape master
    Self-correction, mass dissection
    Death squad brats are in detention
    Morning sickness, XYZ
    Boys with bombs in NMA
    Compliancy, special casings
    Photographs that I’m erasing
    Phono slots with pixel screens
    Girls with guns on LSD
    Self-infraction, mass destruction
    Programmed for the final function
    Lab Rat King, rescue team
    Save me from the next life
    Gimme the sound, to see
    Another world outside that’s full of
    All the broken things that I made
    Just give me a life to plead
    Another world outside that’s full of
    All the awful things that I made
    ‘Cause we are the last disease
    Another broken life that’s full of
    All the awful things that I made
    And we got the eyes to see
    Another broken life that’s full of
    All the awful things that I made.
  • [00:22.54]I like the sound of the broken pieces
    [00:26.62]I like the lights that assign where she sits
    [00:30.35]We got machines but the kids got Jesus
    [00:33.98]We like to move like we both don't need this
    [00:37.65]God can’t hear you, they won't find you
    [00:41.32]Watch them build a friend just like you
    [00:45.15]Morning Sickness, XYZ
    [00:48.88]Teenage Girls with ESP
    [00:51.78]Gimme the sound to see
    [00:55.97]Another world outside that’s full of
    [00:59.76]All the broken things that I made
    [01:05.87]Just give me a life to plead
    [01:11.00]Another world outside that’s full of
    [01:14.44]All the awful things that I made
    [01:24.69]We like to dance but the dead go faster
    [01:28.46]Turn up the slam hound barcode blaster
    [01:32.20]We want the cash or the junk you’re after
    [01:36.03]Rise up control for the mixtape master
    [01:39.61]Self-correction, mass dissection
    [01:43.25]Death squad brats are in detention
    [01:47.08]Morning sickness, XYZ
    [01:50.76]Boys with bombs in NMA
    [01:54.54]Compliancy, special casings
    [01:58.18]Photographs that I’m erasing
    [02:01.92]Phono slots with pixel screens
    [02:05.65]Girls with guns on LSD
    [02:09.38]Self-infraction, mass destruction
    [02:13.12]Programmed for the final function
    [02:16.85]Lab Rat King, rescue team
    [02:20.71]Save me from the next life
    [02:23.61]Gimme the sound, to see
    [02:27.81]Another world outside that’s full of
    [02:31.45]All the broken things that I made
    [02:38.15]Just give me a life to plead
    [02:42.79]Another world outside that’s full of
    [02:47.05]All the awful things that I made
    [02:53.16]‘Cause we are the last disease
    [02:57.79]Another broken life that’s full of
    [03:02.02]All the awful things that I made
    [03:08.32]And we got the eyes to see
    [03:12.76]Another broken life that’s full of
    [03:16.55]All the awful things that I made.