And with these humble Tools
We can trigger any Emotion we choose
But we'll Just settle to Pump out Repeated Relics Diluted with Time
You see the Airways are clogged up
But the Fickle they lap it up, lap it up
They Need to be drowned in Condiments
And left to Ponder Sense
Warm Smiles, they do not make you welcome here
Warm Smiles, they do not make you welcome here
Snap back to Reality
The Turbulence is blowing us from Side to Side
But no matter how hard you try
Surrounded by cannon fodder inundated with
Stagnant sounds
You see the Airways are clogged up
But the Fickle they lap it up, lap it up
They Need to be drowned in Condiments
And left to Ponder Sense
Warm Smiles, they do not make you welcome here
Warm Smiles, they do not make you welcome here
Transformation in progress
Transformation complete
Lightning Strikes
A Flash Flood of Colour
I can´t stand the Heat

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