Mannequins (v. 3)


Script the words that make it through
We're not concerned with what might fit
Forget the stories you once knew
Now program all the mannequins

To carry on this golden track
With repetition gone amiss
But what's the sense in looking back
Temptation feeds our laziness

I wish you saw the reasons
That there's nothing to believe in anymore
I'm on the floor and waiting, I'm always contemplating

It even sounds the same now
You know I'm so afraid of what's to come
It's always buzzing silent, it doesn't breed reliance now

So off the course we slowly steer
Delivered through the wires instead
As every signal comes in clear
This static lingers in our heads

From here to make a golden voice
Though once it starts, it all must end
Producing more recorded noise
We'll charge up all the mannequins

I wish you saw the reasons
That there's nothing to believe in anymore
I'm on the floor and waiting, I'm always contemplating

It even sounds the same now
You know I'm so afraid of what's to come
It's always buzzing silent, it doesn't breed reliance now

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