Hz Songtext
von The Honor System

There was a song we used to sing
That we′ll never sing again
Old tired bones depend
On their easy answers
And their tired trends
Cheers to you, my dead-end friend


The frequencies are bleeding in
The frequencies are feeding in
The frequencies are breeding in
She's a tired lover
He′s a dead-end friend
Turn the dial and pull the pin

This is not a test (This is not a test)
No, this is not a test
This is not a test (This is not a test)
It's an S.O.S
It's an S.O., S.O., S.O., S.O.S


The sound waves have been equalized
Neonate compressed, soothing for all
Counterculture commodified
Its bottom line′s it goes and dies
Come on out and join the sing-along
The audio shopping mall
Praise sterilized monotone