歌詞
Polymer chains of ones and zeros
Turn all the tradesmen into gods
Crispr and leaner by the generation
Anybody's secret
Allow me to entertain and whisper
With open palms against your cheeks
Not catching on, we'll automate the humble
You ain't gonna need it
All of us still believe
The truth is somewhere in between
These opportunities
But lost in common apathy
All of us still believe
Virtues are few and far between
Hear my appeal, dear friends
Your platitudes burn under the lens
Written by: James Smyth, Rowan Austin
