Low-Fidelity (v. 2)


Fast ahead but going back
On floating scales and bleeding tracks
Bitches made for winning hands
All playing through our last demands

Filters off and coming down
An era lost inside the sound
We're humming to our favourite songs
Distorted but still going strong

I don't wanna know what's on the other side of this
We all settle for so little, yeah we're stuck in the abyss
I miss the little things that comfort me
That cover up these tradgedies
But I'm fine, fine oh yeah

Vintage notions set aside
On fallen swords, lost suicides
Now everybody's going mad
Obsessed with what they'll never have

Serve it up to those you please
Embracing mediocraty

I don't wanna know what's on the other side of this
We all settle for so little, yeah we're stuck in the abyss
I miss the little things that comfort me
That cover up these tradgedies
But I'm fine, fine oh yeah

Everybody knows, everybody knows
Nothing to go back on, there's nothing left to show

Everybody knows, everybody knows
Nothing left to count on, it's time to let it go
It's time, time, time, time, time

I don't wanna know what's on the other side of this
We all settle for so little, yeah we're stuck in the abyss
I miss the little things that comfort me
That cover up these tradgedies
But I'm fine, fine oh yeah
I'm fine, fine oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

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