

InertiaTheres something that twists And turns And breaks you Makes you want to not fake the tears Falling from the starsInertia
Its something in the air Little droplets of it Blending in with bright and dull stars Far far far and dying in their wars Its going to kill you Murder you Cold
Its something in your eyes Something feral thatll never die And I, being human, am a little scared Its a movement Kinetic energy Momentum and inertia Only described as space dementia Its going to kill you &


This Was BabylonShe puts a scream in the sky She is not the victim She is not the victim Shes just a bi-product of creation She paints red on her nails and guitar picks This wasnt meant to stick in your head Just take apart your brain So that when the refrain came up We didnt fall to pieces She puts a scream in your ears She is not a victim She is not a victim She is an artist Black and white photographer Of plastic guitars and drum machines Its a pain to be serene When all you want to do is sing And she keeps screaming She keepThis Was Babylon
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