[Intro]
Out from behind a shadow
Deep, in the deepest cycle of sleep
An endless series of words
Meaningless words
Streamlined
Clauses without a verb
Without reference
Passing by
In the simple rhythm
Like scenery
Passing by the window of a dream
Slowly at first
Then faster and faster
Until eventually
As some unknown mechanism
Meaning is found
Inside the word
Meaning
Connects the words
And light
Passes before your eyes
My eyes
I have eyes
That's smoke
Smoke fills my lungs
I have lungs
And memories
Start to fill this empty head
Have I been here before?
[Verse 1]
I am not I am not what I'm not, I'm alive, live
Hey boys, stop being so mean
Calling your girlfriend names
[Chorus]
What if for just one night you turned into an animal?
What if for just one night you turned into an animal?
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
What if for just one night you turned into an animal?
What if for just one night you turned into an animal?
(Animal)
[Verse 3]
No longer hampered by the weight of our sins
We focus solely on the pleasures within
Abandoned hallways with the lights flickering
The empty parking lot we fold our bones in
[Verse 4]
Street light reflections make the asphalt halo
The night time is the right time, come on, let's go
It was much darker at the time, don't you know?
The color's faded out on this video
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
Pamato veipintoja, startupininka ir omfgoda.
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