The future won't be owned by those
Married to ideals of old
Consonant disruption dance
The future won't be owned by those
Married to ideals of old
Consonant disruption dance
Amidst the ash, we take our chance
We the gilded castaways
We the future fairytales
Stoking fire with simple sin
Marvel at our reconstruction
Treat ourselves to sirens…
(We got it, we got the motion, we got the head-start.)
We got the motion, we got the head-start
We got it, we got the motion, we got the head-start. (We ain't got nothin' to lose)
We got it, we got the motion, we got the head-start
Thought-polices' dirty secret
Among surveilence state
We exist between binary code
We're panthers in canary clothes
We profit from seized evidence
And thrive amidst incompetence
She wraps her fingers round my ears
Pulls me down into her chest
I listen to her live
(We got it, we got the motion, we got the head-start.)
We got the motion, we got the head-start
We got it, we got the motion, we got the head-start. (We ain't got nothin' to lose)
We got it, we got the motion, we got the head-start. (We ain't got nothin' to lose)
We got it, we got the motion, we got the head-start. (We ain't got nothin' to lose)