[Intro] f**ed in your driveway, in your driveway
[Verse 1] A pejorative outreach outliers
And transgenic operatives
A [?] captions
No creation, no infinite regress
[?] disposable outcomes
Churning desperation [?] [?] libido squawking
No creation, no infinite regress
[Pre-Chorus 1] [?] Or is it only a face?
How long will you stay impressed
By this precariat?
And the embrace of anodyne
Writer’s block we feel all gone
Energy better
I want all your love to stay pure
I don’t want to make you insecure
[Chorus] If we put our ear to the ceiling
We can hear the government breathing
We can hear the dark matter breeding
(Making party, making party)
If we put our ear to the ceiling
We can hear the multiverse ceding
We can hear the simulation wheezing
Making party, making party
[Verse 2] [?] of forced abstraction
Crying for [?] ashtrays
[?] amphetamine solutions
Repetition, tension [?] Making a sport of body pollution
[?] stable TV
Computer fetus leaking of sadness
No creation, no infinite regress
[Pre-Chorus 2] [?] Strangers could touch free on the plane
Starvation of what we can hear
The plateau phase of you being near
Always searching at the door
Shut up, I want to get to know you ever better
Listen to your enemies [?] Swim to your hysterical lodge
[Chorus] If we put our ear to the ceiling
We can hear the government breathing
We can hear the dark matter breeding
(Making party, making party)
If we put our ear to the ceiling
We can hear the multiverse ceding
We can hear the simulation wheezing
Making party, making party
If we put our ear to the ceiling
We can hear the government breathing
We can hear the dark matter breeding
(Making party, making party)
If we put our ear to the ceiling
We can hear the multiverse ceding
We can hear the simulation wheezing
Making party, making party