You ran home with the remedy, got twist up

Alone with the remedy, got twist up

You ran home with the remedy got twist up and you lost it

You’ve got to take this on

Angels crouched and calling

Angels crouched and calling

We need to stop this bleeding

We need to stop this bleeding

Take off and fly again

We’ll find us a place to land

Keep going

Take what’s left of me throw it in the flame and make it good

Dissolve the all in all of us in me and make it good again

Ahh

Keep going

Ahh

Keep going

Ahh

Whistled home with the melody thought too hard and you lost it

You’ve got to take this on

You’ve got to take this on

Angels crouched and calling

Angels, Angels

By the righteous hand of the holy algorithm

Shape shifters always find a way

We need to stop this bleeding

Take off and fly again

We’ll find us place to land

Keep going

Take what’s left of me throw it in the flame and make it good

In a dream you turned to me, I start to weep, you said I’m good

Time to go, you’re clocking in

The holy algorithm

The holy algorithm

Ahh

Keep going

Ahh

Keep going

Ahh

Keep going

Keep going