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The synths help everything jell together perfectly, and I love the hook of the chorus.
Electric Guitar: Richard Matthews
Drums: Leo Collings
I'd just been killing some time, in a world of messages that we call being online.
Plastic should run in my blood, I might make it if I only could, oh yeah.
You just replied to me, it must be my destiny.
Said something and I don't agree; he's pressing buttons.
A trigger clicks in place; exercise a language face.
This wasn't my idea, there wasn't anything, that I could have said.
And as the caps lock goes on, you'll eat your words!
I don't have time. Help me find the line. You're a
Keyboard Warrior!
Metal brains in iron jars, with a hatred for eachothers hearts.
You've seen all of this before. It's the future, it's the future I've looked for. Look at the time man.
Is it your ego or, is it some moral encore?
Seasons don't set me free, but the sunlight enters my obsessions.
Our greatest minds behind those closed argent blinds. What will you do?
These wires, they set me free, but they also strangle me.
This nexus is my fire; I didn't set the flame. I wasn't to blame.
You'll eat your words! I don't have time. Help me fill the line. You're a keyboard warrior.