Cascading Dialects

These broken frequencies

The wires detach me

As the spark only knows the flint

Our lives only admit

It's a challenge just to take a breath

As I stand up on one limb just to take a bow

Except I forgot how to give a fuck

It's that well pride is our only demise

It's that well pride is our only demise

A social heatwave

Set on deathtrap, set on deathtrap

I smile as the explosion makes us raw

Now excuse me as I kiss the bright white

I won't be coming back

I'm sorry, I won't be coming back

I won't be coming back

I'm sorry, I won't be what you lack

The storm is now

The storm is now

The storm is now

You hear the trumpets blow loudly

But you no longer run madly

I have a feeling this is mutiny

As the ships, as the ships catch fire

The trumpets blow loudly

But you no longer run madly

I have a feeling this is mutiny

As the ships, as the ships catch fire

As the voices make the shift

I won't be coming back

I'm sorry, I won't be coming back

I won't be coming back

I'm sorry, I won't be what you lack

The storm is now

The storm is now

The storm is now

You hear the trumpets blow loudly

But you no longer run madly

I have a feeling this is mutiny

As the ships, as the ships catch fire

The trumpets blow loudly

But you no longer run madly

I have a feeling this is mutiny

As the ships, as the ships catch fire

As the voices make the shift

Worn my pride on my sleeve one last time

They seem to come up shy

Worn my pride on my sleeve one last time

They seem to come up shy

The tune of what they say will make me shift

The tone of what they say will make me shift

The tune of what they say will make me shift

The tone of what they say will make me shift

The tune of what they say will make me shift

The tone of what they say will make me shift

The tune of what they say will make me shift

The tone of what they say will make me shift

The tune of what they say will make me shift

The tone of what they say will make me shift

The tune of what they say will make me shift

The tone of what they say will make me shift