By Idiot Pilot, Never could see past the skin
They make you believe
Beauty's from
By Idiot Pilot, A light at the end of the tunnel
A secret society
And
By Idiot Pilot, You are a discretion
A digital response
We should have found the
By Idiot Pilot, I'm waking up, the lights are, the lights are on
I'm
By Idiot Pilot, At least I am calm
And you kill us
Care
And you say
By Idiot Pilot, Wake me from this lucid dream
I no longer have control
Grabbing
By Idiot Pilot, These our the words to our song
(so its going down)
We
By Idiot Pilot, The days gone waste time
Such spell settle, settle
A sweet little
Farewell
Hey
They
By Idiot Pilot, Unto the dines
Should berine
With flowers in her hair
She
Calm the wind
Calm
By Idiot Pilot, Please dont love too soon
To your self
I might have to
To
By Idiot Pilot, Fortunes are running out
Through the spectrum, a spectrum
You wanna tumble
By Idiot Pilot, The phone we wake up
Friends for a time Friends for
By Idiot Pilot, Go
Down
No more
Arms
Kissed
Kills
Frozen
Still
I get stuck
Robbing stores I get stuck
Dancing the dance
By Idiot Pilot, To me it seems
To ask for reason's a plea for