Here I wait in line, online
Open doors to stare
As I run, want to escape
Want to find out where I live
They're tailing
They're trailing
Use my parts in wiser ways
The end happens again
Drifting to a new oppression
Take it off my back
I'm tailing I'm trailing
Trace my veins, appear
Strain to hear the whisper
All of me is here
Slice it off the map
Trace my veins, appear
Strain to hear the whisper
Use my parts in wiser ways
The end happens again
Drifting to a new oppression
Take it off my back
I'm tailing I'm trailing